Fictional eulogy poem for contest of Craig Cornish
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My love has passed away. What can I say? I could tell so many stories from his life. Things sad or funny. I could talk all day, for no one knew him better than his wife. I want for everyone to know that he would lift me up, yet now he’s past the sky! I hope he’s looking down on you and me. Know this though: where he’s gone, doves don’t quite cry. Mourning doves – when they cry – shed tears of joy. They bring us peace though we be sorrowing. I see my husband’s smile. It’s that of our boy. Our children’s hopes we should be borrowing. Loved ones live on through memories we share with one other till we’ve all passed on to the shining side, for I know that’s where I’ll greet my love again one glorious dawn.
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