If Heaven had visiting hours

Posted: September 13, 2022 in Poetry
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Intro: A line from an Ed Sheeran song taken in a totally different direction. That’s the power of words. From giving hope to expressing despair and all in between.

Gone with a spark…
A flash…
A mass of lead and ash…
As I dash right past…
And clasp your hands and mine..
Trying to spot some sign…
Eyes of life…
To the side…
See no note…
To shed some light…
Don’t know why…
On this cold night…
You chose to die…

But what is a choice…
Without context…
As I try process your pains…
Your dear body drifts away…
Lowered into your resting place…
I can’t bear to see your face…
I had so much more to say…

I beg the Lord…
Will you let me visit…
Today and every day…

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