When the River Flowed
© 2011 (Jim Sularz)
(Dedicated to my Brother-in-Law: William L. Browne III (1959-2011)
who drowned in the Colorado River when visting family and friends
on a fishing trip. Bill was found 4 months later.)
Let it be known, in memoriam, that he is loved.
And any earthly bonds that shaped his soul,
is now a wide river flowing,
to a distant Heaven bestowed.
He could have walked a much longer path,
and would have paused again, with a hearty laugh.
But, when the river flowed, when the river flowed,
– it marked this hour, for him to go.
Don’t cry for him, with welling tears upset,
but celebrate his fulfilled years, instead.
When the river flowed, when the river flowed,
- it moved his gift of life ahead.
For loving sons, family, friends and beloved wife,
he leaves cherished memories, a faithful man’s insight.
And when the river flowed, when the river flowed,
- it moved him gently, to Everlasting Life!
Copyright © Jim Sularz | Year Posted 2016
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