Pondering the Inevitable

Parting; inevitable severing

Of hand and lip-soft touch

We cannot tell when death will claim

Those that we love so much

And so, before we lay our head

Upon some cold grave stone

To weep for laughter that is dead

And music that is gone

We ought to hold them closely

Tell them, tell them again

How much we love and cherish them

Before grief's parting pain

© Janet Martin

He (my friend’s dad) trembled as the woman held him; loving husband of many, many years murmured, ‘parting is hard’ and his friend replied, ‘yes. You had a long life together and even though we all know its coming, when it does it is still so very hard’.

I just returned from a wake for my friend’s mom.