Your Last Bath-Your Last Breaths
Something sad just dawned on me, from in my Soul ensiled;
Sometimes we have selective memories, keep these thoughts so deeply filed!
On a Monday just six months ago, my Cody got his final bath;
Then five days later, on Saturday, Fate served its wretched wrath!
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And on a Monday night, three years ago, my Nico took his final breath;
He walked with me that morning, but by evening slept in Death!
Lastly, on Monday morning forty years ago, during open heart surgery;
My Father did not make it through, a Family tragedy!
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Oh Monday, maudlin Monday, you’ve brought my soul such dire din;
For you gave me a gravesite and some ashes, where life there should have been!
Oh my Blessed Father Hyman, my Soulmates Nico and Cody;
Every Monday I devote to you, in my Soul you will ever be!
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A bath and last breaths
Three Mondays I’ll ne’er forget
Etched e’er my Soul
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I know how feel one the guys that i sit with at coffee died in his sleep friday morning dave was his name thay don't know what happen ether didn't seem sick the day before play pickle ball the day before wow very hard
p.s he was just 70
Dear Greg,
Wow, that is really sad. We're trying to remember Dave's face, but we didn't know the guys at your table by their names.
We know how bad you feel, and if there is anything we can do for you, please let us know.
All our love,
Linda and Larry xxx
P.S. Why don't you write a tribute poem to him?
thank you Larry and Linda yes its sad today his wake is today and yes I worte poem for today I was ask to
we can't wait to read it.
All our love,
Linda and Larry xxx
P.S. Please give our condolences to your tablemates.
OH DAVID
OH DAVID, I CLOSED MY EYES TO GET AWAY
AND FELL A SLEEP AND HAD DREAM I WAS
WALK ALONG ROAD AND CAME TO FIELD OF GRASS
I WALKED IN THE FIELD AND FOUND A CLEARING
I LAYED DOWN AND LOOK UP IN THE SKYAND SAW CLOUDS
PASSING BY AS WATCH THAM FLOAT BY THEN I WATCH
SUN GO FROM EAST TO WEST AND THE BIRDS FLY BY
AS I LAY HERE I STARTED TO PRAYER FOR YOU DAVID
AND HOPE GOD HEARS ME I CRYED FRO YOU DAVIED
AS I LAY HERE A BREEZE COMES UPAND TALL GRASS
SAWAYS IN THE BREEZES I CAN HEAR THE WIND
AND THE BIRDS SINGING VERY PEACEFUL I WOKE UP
AND OPENED MY EYES AND LOOK OUT THE WINDOW
AND SAW CLOUD FLOATING BYAND SAID HELLO DAVID
YOU WILL BE MISSED ARE HEARTS BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN
SO PEACE AND LOVE TO YOU OH DAVID
Our Dear Greg,
Your beautiful heart wrenching poem about Dave's sudden death, has moved us deeply. We remember him now, as being such a kind and loving human being.
We have just published a poem, dealing with his loss, that we dedicate to you.
All our love,
Linda and Larry xxx