The End of a Life
The End of a Life
Slight of shoulders and yet strong
of heart of spirit of soul
I take those shoulders now in my arms and hug you
your flesh clammy and cold
Steroids and liquids pills and pain
you’ve weathered this cancer unbroken
no one should watch a young man die and
yet their are wars and flesh eating disease’s unspoken
I’ll always remember you gentle kind
and always smiling the heart of an angel
Soon you will go on to join them too
where the clouds meet the stars where all the heavens entangle
I will see you there when my time comes
join hands and hug again
in that day we will all be free to laugh and
sing as only family can
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For my nephew Ronnie I love you
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Very sad and touching Ed, it is always hard to accept when the young suffer such tragedy in life. I lost both parents to cancer and understand the feelings and sheer pain of loss. I am certain you will meet again. Beautifully rendered in warm and emotive verse my friend.
Nicely done, yet sad, Ed. Something we can all relate to in one or another. Still, the pain isn’t eased. Thank you or sharing from the heart.
Most heartfelt. I know Ronnie loves this poem as much as I do. He will be always close by and waiting when you meet again.
So very beautiful, a lovely tribute to your nephew, Ed. Sending a prayer, light and love to you, dear friend.
A sad but reverent poem to remember your nephew by. I’m so sorry to read that he was taken by cancer, a disease so brutal and unforgiving. Ronnie has read your words and honors you Ed, his uncle. Yes indeed the two of you will meet in the great beyond one day, arms stretched out, waiting to feel you close. Keep him always in your heart my friend, say a prayer every day as you ride the range and keep his thoughts with yours. Peace and love I send to you this day.
Ed, this is a beautiful and loving tribute to your nephew. Thank you for sharing this personal poem.