(I write this to my little sister,who peacefully passed on with the Shepherd tonight)
Life is life
dust is dust
and now that you have passed
why mourn this heart
and dwell the loss
if love be joy that lasts
For when my world
comes charging in
I’ll take this pain I feel
and bow and wave
as do the flowers
that savor winds through fields
A Poem by Greg Nelson
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The Human Wave 