Eric, at his blog Written Words Never Die, has written a poem concerning the wonder and meaning of Death, and all it entails. You can read it here.
It made me pause, and I thought of my own Dad’s death. (Eric’s poem prompted me to compose my previous post, about my Dad and where he liked to go.)
Below is my response to Mr. Alagan’s thoughtful composition:
Agility, gone, replaced by
Abilities, vanished, taken
Faculties, absent, vanquished by
Momentarily, a flicker; extinguished, such
Nobility, once clutched, absconded by
Inevitably, yes; now cloaked in
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