Sunday, October 23, 2005

Prior Owners Have Moved On

On the island beach near Northport Harbor on Prince Edward Island, crabs and gulls have come and gone.

Three weeks ago, a memorial service for an 84-year-old lawyer-actor-singer-educator-writer-war hero-friend, all par excellence.

Last week, a service for a good friend's father, another gentleman in his early eighties who also served in World War II with distinction and then came home to build a family and a career and a warm circle of friends.

This week, the service for my daughter's voice teacher, only 61 and a woman so full of life and music that she could not possibly have simply collapsed and died on Tuesday.

Next week, the service for a friend's brother-in-law, aged 54.

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One of yesterday's readings:

Going to Heaven!
I don’t know when—
Pray do not ask me how!
Indeed I’m too astonished
To think of answering you!
Going to Heaven!
How dim it sounds!
And yet it will be done
As sure as flocks go home at night
Unto the Shepherd’s arm!

Perhaps you’re going too!
Who knows?
If you should get there first
Save just a little space for me
Close to the two I lost—
The smallest “Robe” will fit me
And just a bit of “Crown”—
For you know we do not mind our dress
When we are going home—

I’m glad I don’t believe it
For it would stop my breath—
And I’d like to look a little more
At such a curious Earth!
I’m glad they did believe it
Whom I have never found
Since the might Autumn afternoon
I left them in the ground.

                                     ~ ED (79)

 

 

 

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Oh gosh, hon, I'm so sorry for your losses. Lovely poem, I have people waiting up there for me too.

Big hugs,

Ari

Anonymous said...

Lovely poem and beautiful picture to go with it.  I'm so sorry for all of your losses so close together.  Another rough October for you.

Anonymous said...

My sympathies extended for you and your friends's families.
Lovely image and thoughts!
Tess

Anonymous said...

(((Robin)))  Funerals suck.  I hate them.  Could count on one hand the number I have been to in my life, but I still think they suck.  I suppose that's a pretty immature attitude.... Lisa  :-]

Anonymous said...

Oh my...  Sympathies, deepest sympathies...
Judith
http://journals.aol.com/jtuwliens/MirrorMirrorontheWall

Anonymous said...

So sorry to hear about all the sdness in your life at present.  A beautiful poem, a beautiful thought.  Be well, my friend,

Vicky
http://www.livejournal.com/users/vxv789/

Anonymous said...

That's is a lot to handle all at once.    I am sorry.

The poem made me pause and think - actually still thinking.    I've only recently begun to deal with my feelings and thoughts on dying.    It's a discovery process.

Anonymous said...

So hard to hear of young people dying...
{{{ Hugs }}}
V

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry for your losses, but what a beautiful, eloquent entry you've given us here, both words and photo.  Thank you.

Judi