Good Fathers - Now Departed

I wrote this poem years ago when a friend’s husband died. I share it with you today in honor of all the good men who have passed on and were beloved husbands, fathers, sons – and especially in remembrance of Clementa Pinkney who only a few days ago was brutally cut down by a madman in the prime of his life and ministry. If your dad, father, papa, is still with  you, be glad. Love him up good, because you just never know how or when the call from Home will come.  

Death Doesn’t Part Us

Somebody’s child died today,

somebody’s long time love.

Somebody’s daddy, somebody’s friend

has gone to our Father above.

For everyone who loved him

mere words cannot explain,

the sorrow, fear and grieving,

the disbelief and pain.

But we walk not alone in this

no, God will see us through.

He’ll show His great eternal love,

and what that love can do.

Friends will come to comfort,

family to give aid.

Days will pass, time will heal

for these things now we pray.

So take him to his mansion, Lord,

good husband, father, friend.

And whisper how we love him

with a love that will not end.

On a brighter note – Happy Father’s Day to all the wonderful father’s out there, but especially to my husband John and our sons Eric, Blaine, and Carl. Love you bunches!!

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