Farewell To a Great Man
As I watch the dawn,
I take time to mourn,
the passing of a great man,
as he goes to take God’s hand.
I feel heartbreaking grief,
which is beyond belief.
But this too will pass,
through time’s ever-flowing hourglass.
He was always my rock,
by which I took stock.
He always had advice,
about everything and life.
He garnered great respect,
for his knowledge and depth.
He had a heart of pure gold,
and sympathy untold.
His memory will live on,
even though from this life he has gone.
Copyright © Jacqueline Van Der Wath | Year Posted 2019
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