Through my eyes i see




a man’s last grace



his celebration; a last



spent on living’s place



Grand and festive



depicted by the mass



many following behind



of what has come to pass



His honor, his glory



his doings in life



past down to history



through many minds



His passing leaves



people who cry and weep



people mumbling of history



and some relieved in deep



May him move on



to wherever may be



be it to reborn, or



where his father might be



Rest well, rest eternal



for long in peace



for those remaining in living



in your name shall feast

 
 
3 more days to your 22nd :(
Where are you now?

♥ Tingliciousss • 3:22 PM •