God's House For Christmas
L.D. Hayworth,
my friend of 14 years was called to God's house to celebrate Christmas today,
As he is joined by his mother and family. He will be dearly missed by those who knew him and loved him. I sit here with this waterfall on my face, telling myself he is in a better place and it's okay to morn your friends final breath of air. just don't get carried away, having greedy thoughts of him being physically here,putting him back into all the suffering isn't fair. Reminding myself, he is the happiest he's been, reunited with loved ones, gone before him. Most of all closing my eyes, seeing him sitting there being embraced by his mothers arms once more, grinning from ear to ear.
Written by:
Patrick Hill
12/02/1014
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