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Array ( [sid] => 31062 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => The Passing [time] => 2004-01-08 11:32:43 [hometext] => [bodytext] => She was ready.
And He wanted her, needed her to come home
on wings of a lifetime of believing and
heartfelt good deeds.
He gave her the map, she followed it precisely.
She was ready.
But not me.
I need her still, want her to come home
with a smile that belies the joke, and
not be gone anymore.
He won't change His mind, send her back.
She was only on loan here; we all are.
I search my soul, my motives
for wishing things weren't what they are,
seek the miracle that should be there.
I miss her. He missed her too.
It is His turn to walk with her, comfort her,
care for her for eternity.
And I will see her again in time, complete,
a joyous reunion.
Therein lies the miracle.
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The Passing

Contributed by dudleysgirl on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 11:32:43 AM in AEST
Topic: Grief

She was ready.
And He wanted her, needed her to come home
on wings of a lifetime of believing and
heartfelt good deeds.
He gave her the map, she followed it precisely.
She was ready.
But not me.
I need her still, want her to come home
with a smile that belies the joke, and
not be gone anymore.
He won't change His mind, send her back.
She was only on loan here; we all are.
I search my soul, my motives
for wishing things weren't what they are,
seek the miracle that should be there.
I miss her. He missed her too.
It is His turn to walk with her, comfort her,
care for her for eternity.
And I will see her again in time, complete,
a joyous reunion.
Therein lies the miracle.

Copyright © dudleysgirl ... [ 2004-01-08 11:32:43]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: The Passing (User Rating: 1 )
by alecfernadez on Thursday, 8th January 2004 @ 12:36:36 PM AEST
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wow, I'm really suprised that no-one commented on this poem, cos its absolutley brilliant. Keep up the good work yeah, and dont get disheartened when lazy b******* cant be bothered to comment and commend on an amazing poem

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