Based on this poem that I wrote during her last days.
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears erupted from within, Don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
HIM
They told us you were going to die,
So, matter of fact in their statement,
That I couldn’t even cry.
At least not until the wall that held back the tears, gave way, loosing emotions that had languished
for years. Why…Why…Why… did she have to die?
No answer came to hand, as I struggled to visualize
her promised land, and I silently raged at the searing pain that devoured my spinning, irrational brain, and my love, all the while, responded with grace, and a cryptic smile, and while finding no fear
that I could trace, she was far more worried
about what I would face, and how, at the end,
would I accept God’s all-knowing portend.
Fine… she always said, when they asked how’s the pain in your head? She would just sigh and then reply, don’t bother with that right now, please
pray for HIM instead.
Then… all too soon…when her life’s flame began to dim, she whispered these words, as my tears burst forth from within, don’t worry about me, I’ll be OK…
I’m more concerned about…HIM…
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