I.

So tired, so lonely
So alone, so disheartened
So dead, before you died

Missing Oma
Dying without function
Dying with your son not talking to your granddaughter
Dying with your son not talking to your grandson
Dying without your brother, without your sister
Dying with nothing in hand, everything in heart


II.

I haven't found my love
Before Oma's death I wished
Before your death I wished more
Before burial of one more I wish heavenly so

You said your last goodbye
I held your hand as you held mine
Tomorrow I'll say one last farewell
As I see you lowered to ascend


III.

At the gates
His Love welcomes him
The legend, The man
Who gave so much

I watch from a distance
As he crosses
The Bridge of Kings


© 2009 David Greg Harth
09.12.09.09:40:15@130BklynNYC