Monday, May 11, 2015

FRIEND'S PASSING

Life well lived, fully loved.

Now drifting down the river
Toward the other shore,
Around the next bend.

Friends waiting on the beach,
Giving space to the family.

Scarcely daring to breathe
Lest we rock the boat,
Which approaches the 
Crossing, the last portage.

So deeply loved and cherished.

We yearn for every lingering moment,
Yet desperately hope for her peace.

Bon Voyage, Dear Friend. 
Save space in the boat 
For all of us to join you.

Ann Beth Blake
(c) April 23, 2015

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