“Death of A Body”

As I look upon his body, I see

the shell of his spirit. A spirit

will never die, it will always

live as it says in the holy writ.

For his pains and sorrows

are gone. His spirit will live

on, for were he is going is more

beautiful than the brightess

morning dawn.

He lived on this earth until

it was his time to go. Now

that he is gone sometimes

my body can his spirit

with me from head to toe.

Some moment in time I

will leave my body too.

Then I will see my son

that time will be so beautiful

with such a glorious view.

David A. Bernard