blue eyes clouded, eyes not closed what do they see
body pulling to fetal
communication lost, attempted, reaching but lost still
shutting down, checking out
tethered to this earthly plain; why
holding tight to times past, life lived, ones loved
faith hope comfort true
pastor's voice a smile appears
all is good here, the way is clear go to her, to them, to Him
a stroke of our hand a kiss a word, love spoken
home not home going home gone
goodbye harry... the morning of May 21st 2013
body pulling to fetal
communication lost, attempted, reaching but lost still
shutting down, checking out
tethered to this earthly plain; why
holding tight to times past, life lived, ones loved
faith hope comfort true
pastor's voice a smile appears
all is good here, the way is clear go to her, to them, to Him
a stroke of our hand a kiss a word, love spoken
home not home going home gone
goodbye harry... the morning of May 21st 2013
Lu'
05/16/13
05/16/13
This poem is for my father in-law Harry. ♥Pops.
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