Song Of Life
Their duet lasted over sixty years
with each reflection, wrinkled lines designed
togetherness expanded over fears,
of failing bodies, being redesigned.
Though eyes seem younger than the passing times,
their yesterdays were gone to mem’ries field.
Now roads are closed, yet dreams begin their climb
while stealthy winds of silent changes yield.
Their visions rest within tomorrow’s sun,
eternity of richest scent of growth.
The graze of mystery, redeeming one
to fill his life with God, his centered oath.
The angels came to escort from the land
as song of life concluded, Master’s hand.
Janet L Vick