No Better Place
This reminds me of my dad who died on
board the Carrier Intrepid and Battleship
Arizona sunk in Hawaiian harbor.
No Better Place
Deep down in water was a ship wreck;
Silence flowed from forward to back deck;
Loneliness was over ship's entire length,
With no energy left or any strength.
God's fish swam gently here and there,
Death and suffering was found everywhere;
While all their bodies and souls would wait
For God to pick them up at a certain date.
Date came and God took each one again
Back to heaven having let them all in;
For families and relatives saved a place,
Full of God's love and His much grace.
Heaven many say has always been known,
As a perfect, pleasant place of its own,
For each soul who did die under the sea
And no better place could there ever be.
James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran
Copyright © James Horn | Year Posted 2015
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