A Friend

A FRIEND A Beautiful Flower, has lost the battle she did wage against Autumn's decay and winter's icy rage. We must close the book !, this being the final page. The play has come to an end, the actress has left the stage. Barbara Maria Bodnar-Gray has finally reached that day we dreaded, but knew she was headed for. The story has come to an end, closing the door on all the physical, the emotional pain, in this life, she will never know again. For Her Spirit, Her Soul, we do pray, as they adventure on, getting to know more then us flawed, mere mortals will ever gain in this plane, shedding tears like falling rain. There is little, my Friend, of fifty plus years, I can say, except, I hope and pray that what ever is in store for You, as You, climb aboard that train that takes You, to places You, will meet up with All, who have gone before, who will greet You, with open arms, with open heart as You, touch the edges of a new start. Barbara, my Dear, You, have great adventures, enjoy the universe and all it's dimensions - beyond the one we mortals are trapped in - now that You, are back on the road again. We all - for some time - will live with the pain. B. J. "A" 2 December 24th 2010 A Beautiful Flower, has lost the battle she did wage against Autumn's decay and winter's icy rage. We must close the book !, this being the final page. The play has come to an end, the actress has left the stage. Barbara Maria Bodnar-Gray has finally reached that day we dreaded, but knew she was headed for. The story has come to an end, closing the door on all the physical, the emotional pain, in this life, she will never know again. For Her Spirit, Her Soul, we do pray, as they adventure on, getting to know more then us flawed, mere mortals will ever gain in this plane, shedding tears like falling rain. There is little, my Friend, of fifty plus years, I can say, except, I hope and pray that what ever is in store for You, as You, climb aboard that train that takes You, to places You, will meet up with All, who have gone before, who will greet You, with open arms, with open heart as You, touch the edges of a new start. Barbara, my Dear, You, have great adventures, enjoy the universe and all it's dimensions - beyond the one we mortals are trapped in - now that You, are back on the road again. We all - for some time - will live with the pain. B. J. "A" 2 December 24th 2010