A Years Passing
Time has passed so painfully fast,
one can hardly believe the time
as your flag flies at half mast
the church bells cry their chime.
We,darling father, cried for you-
our loss could not be measured
through pain that just grew and grew
our unfading memories treasured.
A years passing and on we grieve
whilst autumn is due to appear
and with every lost fallen leave
remembrance shall keep you near.
Beside us with each new day borne-
in our hearts forever you will stay.
Time is no healer as we mourn
and lay for you a silent bouquet.
And though they will fall our tears
since you laid down for endless rest
there is joy for those precious years
for we were all so truly blessed.
Time has passed so painfully fast,
one can hardly believe the time
as your flag flies at half mast
the church bells cry their chime.
Copyright © Christina Bowring | Year Posted 2023
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