At Funeral's Place

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At Funeral's Place

He gave the flowers at her funeral
similar to ones on their first date,
the petals in the midst of bloom,
He heard her thank you all over again
moist soft lips echoing from the past
settling into tear's place where sorrow finds its rest.


Kneeling, bowed head, he asked God for favors,
Favors that caused his heart to cry
Have her wait for me Dear God
Have her near when I lay on my dying bed

In the interval of years when memory fades
beyond the sunset
She held him closely, her head near him,
remembering the prayer that God told her
when she so many years ago lay at rest.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

Memory, a precious aspect in the sea of mankind.

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you KL!

I just hope that my folks are getting along now as they rest.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this reminds me so much of my folks...70 years and my dad now, without her.

hauntingly beautiful.

j.

[Lyn Anderson]

This is a beautiful piece. I cannot help but be reminded of my grandparents -- she died 11 years before him. A few weeks before he died, he spoke of her constantly, as if she was very close. I was sad to see him go, but took comfort in the idea that he was with her again.