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
Copyright © Dc Bursey | Year Posted 2018
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