Break out the crystal for Daddy is dead,
long gone some decades ago.
Now in Heaven with Mom and Mark,
Mary and all those others we mourn.
Except we don’t; instead we think of them live
keeping us going with memories of wit,
gorgeous creatures who lit up our day,
those we miss most until we get there.
Long life is good, memories sweet,
bitter too for what might have been.
Nonetheless, raise up your hearts and a glass
for those who’ve gone before,
never alone.
Just posted is a verse on our father’s birthday, February 4th. Aided by imbibing a few fingers of Caol Ila, sentiment flows freely as well. Hope readers enjoy and can lend it to their own now gone. Just change dates and names as you wish.
The loss of loved ones brings pain that seems ours for forever. We yearn in sorrow for a place where they still live with us. In Memory calls out for a cherished three just gone: Joan (Jet) Price, John Hetterick, and Hugh Conor McDowell. Long for them and for your own to be together again in such a place.
