I will hold the light, she
said,
I will quietly sit by the
bed
and through the day into
the night
all will be lit
beside you.
And together
I know we will meet
those who come indeed to
greet
you.
And still you sleep
as I,
gently weep into the
dawning of a new day
so Farewell Dear One, you
hear me say.
Gone with the flowers
to brighten all
comes the colourful
Autumnal Fall
comes the beginning
following on
we all know
you tip-toed home.
There were all these years
you held the lamp
you kept the fires glowing
you expanded knowledge
turned endless pages
and became The Elder of
the ages.
Hold quietly still
until your calling.
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