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Psalm 46:2 ~ Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;
I cannot stand...
I have our heartfelt memories
Stored inside my heart
I cannot stand and watch you
Being slowly torn apart.
There is a soft wind blowing
A fragrance in the air
Heaven calling out to you
I cannot stand to bear.
I cannot stand and watch
The lighthouse falling down
Brick by brick dismantled
Without its shining crown.
I cannot come and be there
To stand right by your side
I’m in the best place for you
And that is right inside!
I stand along the shoreline
And watch your light go dim.
I see the angel’s calling out
In a radiant glorious hymn.
I love you, Dad!
What a beautiful poem.
ReplyDeleteYou honour your dad with it, and the happy memories you have.
Thank you, Janet.
ReplyDeleteI sent it to my niece in Maryland for her to print and hopefully it reaches my dad before he passes. I didn't want to take a chance with snail mail.
Every second counts when there is almost none to count. :(
Thanks again for reading. :)
Hugs for you and your family.
ReplyDeleteHe passed last night. This poem never made it to his ears but I know it made it to his heart.
ReplyDeleteThat's lovely, Joni. Dad would've liked it very much. :D <3 *HUGS!*
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