Bereavement Comments

As he (or she) slips away It is you, who wishes him (or her) to stay But like sand trickling through fingers They seem to no longer want to linger. Seeking to return to an earlier day, And with past companions, play. A kinder gentler world of fun An ascent into heaven has begun When all about are as they where Not burdened with today’s maddening whir. They smile and shake their head As if to say, “Goodbye, it’s nothing to dread. For I shall see you in the end My bags are packed, my trip, I want to begin.” s