Steve Turner

The last time I looked into those kind eyes
I could see the love mixed in with a wanting to stay

The last time I listened to the love in his words
I sat with my coffee and he with his Postum

The last time we talked of life, love and God
I heard words I thought I wanted to hear

The last time I held him in my arms in a kind embrace
He said he was going back to New York to arrange

The last time I told him good bye , I thought this is the last
I did not know how right I would be

The Last time I said goodbye, I knew this would be the last
His ashes were given to the sea at the mouth of his  
Conception Bay

The last time I thought of him was today
While looking for a book I found one he gave me by Louise L. Hay

Titled 'You can heal your life'

Thank you Steve

friendshipmemoryrememberfree verse

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