Elegy Home Poems | Elegy Poems About Home
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The Last Prayer
Father, I feel your presence…..even in my desperate state.
My eyes are heavy, my body weak….but I anxiously await.
Ever listening for your call…..quietly at rest fond memories to my mind I recall.
Hear my heart dear Lord for I can no longer speak.
Send your angels down for me….Bare me home on angel wings.
Closer home than yesterday…. I can hear the voices of the angels sweetly sing.
My eyes to this life now closed…I feel excited this journey to take, all eternity for me
I long to walk through those Heavenly gates!
The sorrows of this life now pass away forgotten memories of my yesterday.
Father, I will miss those I leave behind, but this my last prayer…..Please bring them
home to be with me someday……
Milo and Me- Born well-timed fore-teen mouths from Me.
In an unknown town, in New York somewhere north of Albany.
Known to the Native American-as Wings Falls-
In their time-so it seemed.
Known as Milo to only a few--but to Me, my Brother-Best Friend!
But- It’s my assumption GOD had other intentions-
for Milo and Me. We lived and were reared by that poor family.
On that unknown Street- North-off Main Street.
Known to few-like J.F.COOPER and the“Mahikans.”
North about 66 miles from Albany.
You will ask of me and I know-how did two mountain boys ever make it off that Street?
It would have seemed to the multitude residing near that street-
That Milo and me were as good as disconnect from ANY Eternal Majesty.
My resolution to you would be-only by GOD’S Devine Grace and Majesty.
Then-the day came, much to the surprise of Milo and Me-
Mom and Dad sold that OLD CURSED house on that infamous street.
We moved clear across town to a more superior Street--or it seemed?
Until- Milo and Me got to know the natives living ON THAT STREET!
You see- on THIS STREET for Milo and Me-we discovered our addictions-
can’t you see? Myself just 13, and for Milo, fore-teen mouths younger than Me.
It started with drinking some “stout,” with was innocent-initially,
then lead to trips with Mary-Jan-I hope YOU see.
My presumption is for Milo and Me-we should have never got to know-
those good old boy on-THAT STREET!
Well-If I told the rest of this story-though poetry,
it would be far too long--hope you can see.
So--let Me take you to the end of the story.
We will travel by make-believe time machine..
Close your eyes, Close your eyes,--so you can’t see.
Fast forward we go, to the year 1998-now you may see!!
By this time, for Milo and Me, we had not seen each-other
in a LONG time-you see?
For each of us--a Wife and some kids-- only if you could have seen!
You would know-- the pain and heartache without Milo and Me.
You may notice and see now- But--you will NOT find--Milo and Me.
You see, you see-- it has been ten years now--for Milo and Me.
He journeyed to some faraway land, to get away from--his home land.
Helped by the Army--left 3 little girls to fend for themselves--in His home land.
At the end now- I raise one final toast to the memory of Milo and Me.
Not a toast like the days of glory brought--from some fine ALE- or smoke from Mary-Jane.
But--a toast--or better said--a petition of a different sort.
To the GOD we once knew together as young men-- on THAT STREET!!
Jesus called you home today
Said your time was up
Please walk this way
Follow him through the Pearly Gates
As you step through Heaven's Door
Please remember these few words
Mother I will miss you so
I'm sorry you had to go
You were only 49 years old
But your time on Earth was done
Now it was time for you to be an Angel
I know you'll be there to watch out for me
Like you were when you where here
I am happy though
You don't have to suffer from the cancer and stroke
Jesus took your hand and lead you home
Showed you a new life to live
Even though you are truely missed
I know theres holes in the floor of Heaven
And your my guardian Angel
Watching out for me through my troubled times
You are still my guiding light
I love you mom but know its time
Cause Jesus called you home today