HERO – For Uncle Eric


The clouds screen their vision the tired souls try and look upon those who are their friends but the image is blurry The living souls are tired too Tired of the grieving He has no unfinished business so he may go to rest but he longs to touch his wife’s face to wipe the tears away from his children’s eyes He must go now he is in the clouds they close and he says his last good-bye The family looks up from the wall that is to be his grave There the sky breaks and a stream of light shines through the dismal cotton and falls upon their faces and they feel at peace because they know he loves them They know they will be alright An Angel Their Father Their Dad He is their Hero
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