In Loving Memory of Clifford Morgan Evans

It’s a lovely casket, my grandmother said With tears in my eyes, I nodded my head I did not want her to see me cry, But seeing him there, I knew there was no use to try To hold back the tears, so they started to flow As I started the process of letting you go I cried two tears that fell onto your sleeve At the bittersweet thought of letting you leave I took hold of your hand in mine once again And I remembered how warm it once had been With this thought, the tears began to pour Until I saw something I had not noticed before My eyes had been cloudy for such a long while That I hadn’t noticed, your mouth was turned up in a smile And as I looked at your face, my tears no longer streaming, I suddenly understood why you were beaming Your body is here, but your spirit has gone Ascended to the heavens, your journey goes on I picture you entering through the golden gate Anxious to see the wonderful things that await Cliff Jr. appears, your long departed son You feel no more pain, your battle is won In the place you are now, suffering does not exist I feel such comfort as I realize this It’s nine o’clock now, and it’s time to go I love you so much, and I know that you know I know that one day I will see you again My heart at peace, I wait until then In loving memory of Clifford Morgan Evans