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Monday, 1 June 2015

Call Me Home


















 
I’ve know you for many years
As a toddler you were there
Yet today I looked at you
And thought you were not there.

I watch you day by day
As you fade away each day
Eating almost nothing
Drinking very little.

In a way I know
That you don’t want to be here anymore
You talk of home and a party
That awaits you once you’ve gone.

And those you know in the afterlife
Stand stoically at your side
They watch and wait and send you energy
To make your journey home.

The tears well in my eyes
My heart is wrenched in two
For the suffering you are enduring
For not wanting to let go.

I see your fear in your eyes
You don’t know what’s to come
For many years you’ve been told
It’s heaven or its hell.

Angels please surround you
God, please be merciful and call you home
So your suffering can end
And you can know eternal peace again

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© Amanda C Nicolin 2015
Permission is granted to share this article freely on the condition that the author is credited.

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