IN THE LASTING SILENCE - "A HOPE"

On My Uncle's Death

You have settled above, watching over

Each one (you left behind), giving cover

From rain and Sun, as you'd have done

If you were still here - among us, one.

We miss the smile, the mirth and the joy,

The kind heart akin to that of a boy

And though we have mourned their loss

You know we want for us back all those.

Guided by moon light, you come to stand

And touch sleeping heads with blessing hand;

You bloom in the silence of our sleep,

Make memories vivid, jewels forever to keep.

Days blur, memories haze, faces overlap

But still in dreams at night or a day's nap,

You seal within us, hidden behind Time,

Memories of you rare to again find.

So Time, take no pride, for we believe

You would soon revive what you bereave;

Guiding the soul inside, a ray would make way

And with hope we will all wait for the day.

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