Like a thief in the night, gathers this precious soul. Without a single fight, to make his body whole. The child God delivered, he’s now taken away. Not a sound can be heard, there’s nothing he can say. Warm sunlight all around, as peacefulness is felt. My final home I’ve found, the winning card is deal. Don’t shed a tear for me, I don’t want you to cry. Fond memories the key, while looking at the sky . I’m up here, looking down, knowing how much you care. Think of me as the clown, when sorrow’s hard to bear. I’ll be with you always, no matter where you’ll be. Happy thoughts fill your days, “I love you all,” from ME.
Reason for writing:
Died 3/7/2002 Husband / father / and friend, battled illness for three yrs. In and out of hospitals and caregivers homes,But was always the story & joke teller, made every one laugh, loved poetry and music and the out doors. I felt he was holding the pen as I wrote.......
Birth sign: Scorpio
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