Tomorrow I take you to bed to rest
In peace you will lie down in hope to rise.
Processed through sparkled friends with shouts and cries.
Begin will we our begrudged parting blessed,
As you lead me to that secluded place
And to this lonely future me to face.
But those same friends in sequins found,
Will shower me with tears abound,
Laughter and sorrow mingled then,
Our prayers are answered with, “Amen.”
For some a day, for ‘us’ some time,
Our journey up together climb.
Written on the day before my wife’s funeral on Thursday 19th July 2018.