Bereavement

I could close my eyes for a while
and when I’d awake I’d see you smile
or maybe the grumblings or your disapprovals
about this town and all of its fools.

I could close my eyes for a while
and remember that spirit lit up like a fire.
Maybe I’d hear you say my name again
and tell you you’d become like a father, my friend.

But when the light pours in and I squint to see
its been a year and all I have is your memory.

If I could close my eyes for a little while
and not remember the pain of this trial
to hope you’re in God’s sweetest grace
because of his truth you did embrace.

But when the light pours in and I struggle to see
at least I have your memory
of that last weak embrace on your dying day.
Until then, I pray we meet again, my friend.

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In memory of Jeff 9/27/13

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