To the other side I ran and played again,
I’m young; my master letting go at last
knowing my time had come.
How hard it was to part,
our hearts beating in time.
The cord of God, loosed at last,
love flowing, our lives unentwined.
in Doc’s kind care a prayer is said
to guide me on my way
while my friend stands nearby
a witness to this day.
The prick of the needle tho painful be,
is done; my heart stops it’s beat,
ushering me here, where free
of aging flesh, of graying eyes,
the heaviness of me.
So mourn, my friend, for a time
but, know I haven’t gone forever
from your side and as you work,
you’ll stop a while recalling times
we shared and lips in smile and
mind on me we’ll join again in prayer.
Be sure my friend, when body fails
I’ll greet you on your path.
We’ll walk again, side by side,
our hearts at rest, at last.
