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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Friday April 13th 2018 Has become a day for remorse. Life's journey, on a new course The Grim Reaper, knocked on his door. Life, as he once knew it, to be never more. Hopes dashed upon the jagged edges of life as this reality fills these hours with rife thoughts, this life has reached an end. An adventure around the next bend, An exploration into a transition. A Soul, from this plane, in submission as it sojourns from all the pain, body, spirit suffered on this plane. Is this Friday April 13th, a bad luck day? or one we look forward to and pray?, that this loss should not be of sadness, but reason for celebration and gladness. For now, he may go back to the essence of what he once was and in colescence, become one with himself, without regret for those that plagued, caused him to fret as he traversed this, his last road without the weight of his heavy load. This coming July, will we come to smile?, as we recall and walk with him , his last mile. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Fond memories, carry we must as we all come together and reminis about a Father, an Uncle, a man we will miss! Well these memories evoke? Will throats tighten and choke back a torrent of tears, now, to alleviate the fears. Friday the 13th, 2018, the year mortality, touched, was so near. B. J. “A” 2 April 13th, 2018
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