His poverty of love betrayed every effort
and he settled for survival-
afraid even of comfort
a man alone in a mind framed by fear.
His death came as could be expected-
outside, nature fallen.
Along his years-
he was loved without knowing how to love,
embraced not knowing how to hold,
home not knowing how to father.
Yet in this moment, in this breath
he is today beloved.
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Sending love.
Well spoken from a hurting heart. All my love and sympathy Lois. Laurel
A beautiful and poetic eulogy, Lois, hopefully touching his heart as well as ours. I grieve with you…
💕💖Garfield hugs
This one hits very close to home for me. Simply beautiful…