In 2010, I wrote this little poem when my dear Dad died.

 

Today I witnessed your last battle.
Could you sense me standing near?
Did you hear my voice sing “Amazing Grace”
Or recite for you “The Lord’s Prayer”?

Did you hear my tender, “I love you,”
As I held and kissed your hand?
I longed for you to feel me near
When you left for that better land.

Despite your lengthy sojourn here,
It ended way too soon.
Silently your sweet soul slipped away
To rest in your heavenly home.

In your ninety-sixth year,
Jesus took you by the hand,
Destined for total victory
To the place He prepared for you.

At last your deaf ears heard sweetness;
Birds singing with angel choirs.
Your painful feet leaped for joy
When He led you through heaven’s doors.

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