His suffering is almost over.
The pains are managed, and a body
ravaged by illness and disease lays
sedated; at rest. At best, we all say our good byes,
and grieve in our ways as he stays
on an even keel. Maybe he feels us near,
for we remain here. Maybe he remains
unaware and unresponsive. But he has
lived as he had loved and that transcends,
it mends the fences broken by the years
of stubborn indignation. Now under sedation
we sit with him, his spirit carried high within
each of us. We trust that he feels the love.
Rising above all else to where he can rest.
At his best, going out on a high note!

(C) Walter J. Wojtanik, 2014


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