Stop the clocks,
Turn off the lights,
Silence the laughter
Of children playing,
He is gone….
Draw the curtains,
Latch the doors,
Leave us
In our time of sorrow,
He is gone…
He was our strength
In moments of weakness,
A beacon of light
To guide us,
He was our compass
When we lost our way,
Our voice when we couldn’t speak,
He shared his wisdom
When we were unwise,
He was the heart of our family.
And now…
He is gone.
For Amy
© Leatherman 2013
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