Written by Keith...to Jean...on 11/9/08...19 days after her passing
MY LOVE
Sweet memories of you...down through the years;
birthed in bright sunlight...watered with tears.
Now that you've gone...I wander and weep;
crying out loud...for the Keeper of Sheep
to shepherd me home...to be at your side
in His loving care...with my beautiful bride.
Once more together...never to part;
in our Master's embrace...close to His heart.
And so it is set...in eternity's stone...
we'll never more wander...or be alone!
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| FOR A MOMENT...to Jean 11/22/08...on e month since you left... |
0 | 06/25/2009 |
| MY LOVE | 0 | 06/25/2009 |
| AN ODE IN MEMORIUM...No vember 08 |
0 | 06/25/2009 |
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