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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!
5 comments:
What a beautiful poem.
You honour your dad with it, and the happy memories you have.
Thank you, Janet.
I 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.
He passed last night. This poem never made it to his ears but I know it made it to his heart.
That's lovely, Joni. Dad would've liked it very much. :D <3 *HUGS!*
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