My garden today |
Purley Sports Club in Heaven
That thing at the
bottom of the garden,
that arched gate to
heaven
is not the Pearly
GateWhich my mother always talked about
That thing at the bottom of the garden,
that arched gate to heaven
is in fact known as Purley Gate
which my mother had never known about.
That thing at the bottom of the garden,
that arched gate to heaven
leads a way to a cricket field
where I know one kind soul
is enjoying his game in eternity.
That arched thing at the bottom of the garden in 2002
Death has no boundaries,
it does not have a time span.
Death comes to all of us.
it is cruel and it hurts
the people who are left behind.
Death has no boundaries.
It comes to all of
us,
even when you are
only a day oldIt can take your life away.
So those who think that sixty-seven
is too young for death
think of those who are
taken away in their mother’s womb.
Death has no boundaries
it does not have life span.
Death is what happens to us
while we are busy making other plans!
So, please, please don’t question death
once it’s taken away from you.
Instead live life
before death suddenly appears at your door!
the memories of my love
his zest for life shone thorough
ill health and
his lasting smile
his gentle laughterhis soft voice which called my name
are all safely tucked away in my box.
His little wink of his hazel eyes
his small kisses blown gently through pouted lips
and his big hugs
are few more memories
locked away for ever in my little box.
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