FOR THE LOVE OF MY FATHER

FROM BRENDA EVANS
I'm working on a short story based on my time at my Dad's deathbed where he saw his parents waiting to take him home and Jesus let him have a glimpse of heaven, which he tried to describe to me.

For The Love Of My Father
Dedicated to Brenda Evans
Ricardo Antonio Garcia

For the love of my Father, half eyes closed
his pains requiting his body 
God entered His Soul and weary mind
holding my hand 
he whispered, don’t you know, that God
is showing me Heaven, and
my Parents are there and waiting for me.
Squeezing his hand ever so tightly
he glowed when he said that to me, holding
back my tears.
Whispering back 'that is amazing', he
expired his last breath
and I lost him that day to God.
For the love of my Father I am writing a story
about his Faith and diligence, and still
I cry when I think of what he said to me.
Never will I forget the glow
that of a childbearing mother, he was anew
in the bright Light of God.
How profound, for he was Saved.
How justified, that he would return to the cradle.
For the love of my Father I will continue the Light
for its emissions have enlightened me.
I will hold the Light and confess to the World
that God in His mercy is Good.
For the Love of my Father …