My Father

So now it all comes down to this

I’ve said my last goodbyes

I’ll hold his hand and try to smile

while tear drops fill my eyes

Tonight he’ll pass through heavens gates

and loved ones he will find

His journey here is now complete

the pain he’ll leave behind

This letting go is hard to do

I’ve struggled everyday

I see the look upon his face

he waits for me to say

Go on my Father….please let go

I need to see you nod

The angels wait to take you home

you’ll see the face of God

For Michael

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The Humble And The Proud

The humble often seek his face

In times of great distress

They know their fate lies in his hands

their weakness they confess

The proud refuse to call his name

their will they do impose

They run towards calamity

their folly soon exposed

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Raindrops

The raindrops gently falling now

a pause to this long day

Hypnotic sounds now luring me

to places far away

A healing balm for this old soul

I soon begin to yawn

Its power now possesses me

to slumber I am drawn

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Hollow

My days pass by in random paths

no meaning to my life

A withered soul of many years

regrets are more than rife

So hollow and devoid of love

and longing for the end

I’ve lived alone so many years

no reasons to pretend

My spirit died so long ago

I’m now the walking dead

What memories still remain with me

they flicker in my bed

I once knew love so long ago

but fools did take her life

My world came crashing to an end

It ended in one night

She was a diamond in my life

so brilliant in my heart

A treasure so remarkable

I loved her from the start

Tonight when slumber comes for me

I won’t look back again

I’ll drift away eternally

and there I will remain

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Three Candles

Three candles burning in the night

they each pertained to me

Each one had meaning for my life

a dream, or so it seemed

One was future burning bright

another was my past

The third one showed my present day

the moments moved so fast

I leaned to look into the past

my youth was on display

I can’t believe some things I did

thank God they’re  yesterday

The present seemed so real to me

I knew what I would see

The circumstances I controlled

I’ll chose what they will be

The third a mixture of the two

my visions not so clear

The past and present hand in hand

some outcomes brought much fear

I have a chance to change it all

by learning from my past

The present  still belongs to me

the die is not yet cast

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