Dear Ones
I offer these last words to my dear and precious family. *
When I departed, my eyes were closed, but I could see.
As I took my flight and ascended far beyond my family tree;
As I crossed my last 'T' and entered my last dash and dot;
Like our Dear Father commanded the mighty tides of the sea,
So He demanded that I also come to the shores of life and stop.
There, He also placed His mighty bars as barriers for me;
But not bars to imprison, but to release and set me free.
And now, dear ones, I shall not say, "Don't cry".
But for now, I will say, "I love you, and Goodbye".
031724PS
*Imaginary words of a dying mother
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2024
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