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My Paw
I wrote this poem about my grandfather in 1982 a few weeks before he passed away. I was sitting next to his bed while he was in the hospital. I didn't have any paper when I wrote it so I wrote in on a cigarette package that I tore open.
As I sit here and watch him slowly die, I feel the tears as I silently cry. We haven't been as close as maybe we should, But the things I remember in my childhood, are times that maybe have no significance to him, but I sit here and I smile as I remember each one of them. "Let me have a hug", he would always say, and we would always dodge him as we went by in our play. I love this man, I truly do, this man that I never really knew. |
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My Friend
I wrote this poem after a friend of mine passed away in March 1983. I was going home from the funeral home after viewing his body when this poem came to me.
Lord, I'm feeling sad today, Cause Lord, You called my dear friend away. I know, Lord, that it was Your will, and he's better off now, but still, He was such a good friend, and no one can take his place, and I can see him now with a smile upon his face. Cause Lord, he always had a smile, no matter what, and Lord, I know that he deserved exactly what he got. Cause he's with You now Lord and that's the greatest thing, a life lived for Jesus Christ on this earth could ever bring. So help me Lord, to look to You, and to remember that to my friend, sadness would never do. And until that day when we'll meet again, I love you both Lord, You and my friend.
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