April is not only “World Poetry Month”, it is also now the month for me losing my father. I knew it was coming – I just did not know it would be today. I wrote this in December of last year, but it seemed appropriate today.
He was a good man in many ways – he took good care of my mom, making sure during the first 25 years of her working for H&R Block, he would make and deliver her lunch, he always made sure her car was washed when she was going to a special event…provided well for his family.
They were married just over 61 years.
A chair pushed in
A place not set
Once a pillar of strength
Now a crumbling monument
Once a mighty man
Almost in defeat
Curled into the corner
Trying to retain
Passed away 4/3/2018
One thought on “Final Day(s) ❤️”
Since we never know when God says. That’s the last breath, we need to be ready for Him.
Salvation by Grace is promised to all who believe and call upon His name. Being a sinner headed for a devil’s he’ll once, I can testify I know my Saviour, He’s a friend of mine.