Away We Are Wasting

Away We Are Wasting Why not know when away we are wasting? And wife's great cooking should be tasting Maybe perhaps from Jim a poem or two Enough for Christmas to get you through. Many of us have been so apprehensive Wondering about why and how extensive Mom's detrimental experience may be Brought us close together you and me. Only thing now left is who you and I are Away mom's death might not be very far Maybe a trip both you and I should make Before mom away from us God will take. Can be together with each other once more. And talk about things we once did adore Which again in our lives will never see And soon from life mom will be set free. When death finally does arrive at our door Mom's in heaven on God's distant shore Glad a moment together had been taken Realizing by God we will never be forsaken. James Thomas Horn Retired Vateran and Poet