Death

It comes.

 

A group of friends and family

held in suspension

after the initial shock .

Waiting for a gathering

and collected grief.

 

A moment to change body

to memory .

Recall,recall the good things

and imprint them on us.

Unfading.

Until our name alone

is written on the sheet

and our friends gather.

 

Imprint upon my heart today,

O God ,

Hope.

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