Pall Bearer

I have been out, a friends child (aged six), was killed in a tragic accident.   I was a pall bearer at his funeral yesterday.  Here are my thoughts...  

For JPH  4/17/2014

Some spirits burn a little brighter

And some go out too soon

A heavy burden to carry

And a long road to walk. 

There are many things

None of us, can understand

Like when a child is taken

Long before their time. 

If I could

I would explain it

But it is beyond, what I can know

Another day in the black pageant

Of life and death.   

For some, the journey is over

And for others

It has only begun

As we drag our memories with us

On the long way home. 

If there is anything

That I have learned

It is, that I am nothing

Nothing but a bag of bones

Walking in a ditch. 

The whole world is dying

And nothing can change that now

Because everything comes with a cost

That we can never pay.

We cling tightly

To what we love

But we are destined to lose

And disappear.

We lifted the casket

And it was light in our hands

But our hearts were too heavy to lift

As tears stung my skin.   

The world is dead

And I am nothing

Just like I should have known

A long time ago. 

But that doesn’t mean 

That I give up

And that doesn’t mean

That I cannot smile.

I lift up my head

And whisper softly in the breeze

He who loses, shall win

And he who dies, shall live. 

The Lord will gather his children

Everywhere,  that they fall

And he holds them

Even now

In perfect peace. 

We shall all grow together

And we will laugh and play

Shouting with joy!

For everyone to hear!