by Bud Lemire on Feb 17, 2007
As life ebbs away, it’s easy to see
He’s not the man he use to be
His condition has left him weak and frail
A boat adrift without a sail
A loud gurgle is heard within his throat
Water is bailed in a slow sinking boat
His mind’s alert, yet his body’s too weak
Without food for strength, it becomes a bigger leak
She refuses to give up on this ship
They’ve traveled a long journey together on this trip
She puts him first in everything she does
Unraveling thoughts of what will be, what is, and what was
A man who was so very generous and so kind
Someone like him is so hard to find
He’s lost in the aftermath of a massive stroke
Leaving him paralyzed, bodily functions broke
What do we do when life ebbs away
Carry on our best, make the most of each day
Remember life is eternal, our souls will always live
The best we can do, is to continue to charitably give
Our souls are forever, yet our time here on Earth isn’t. Take the time to appreciate the time spent together here, by always letting that someone know how much they mean to you
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