Oh blessed Lord, see how my heart grieves
When another of Your children leaves
This generation has missed so much
No love or kisses, no tender touch
A prayer or two for what used to be
And a hint of things we’ll never see.
I beg You Lord to find him a place
Help him to rest in a special space
Show him the love that he’s never known
Treat him as if the sky were his home
Answer his queries best as You can
Help him remember he died a man !
TO MICHAEL WITH LOVE.
Claire V. Bogdanos 