Stewart
Active Member
Going Gentle
Your God, no doubt, secured a place
To welcome in your weathered face
That spoke no evil, showed no fear
Of death as it was drawing near.
Atropos spoils what sisters spin:
The love, the life; woman within,
And in one breath all lights have flown
Leaving memories, and flesh, and bone.
Azrael's wings fly soon this date
Guiding you to Glory's great gate
Floating like an autumnal leaf
Going gentle into our grief.
Your God, no doubt, secured a place
To welcome in your weathered face
That spoke no evil, showed no fear
Of death as it was drawing near.
Atropos spoils what sisters spin:
The love, the life; woman within,
And in one breath all lights have flown
Leaving memories, and flesh, and bone.
Azrael's wings fly soon this date
Guiding you to Glory's great gate
Floating like an autumnal leaf
Going gentle into our grief.