Evelyn Klebert

I just wanted to dedicate this poem to a very special person that has just crossed over. I know that heaven has just become a little bit livelier. He’ll be missed. 

The door swings wide,
while we are busy in our lives,
while we are taking care of what’s important.
The door swings wide,
and we pause in a bit of surprise,
unexpected, but then we knew it was always a possibility.
The door swings wide,
while we are busy in our lives,
while we are taking care of what’s important.
The door swings wide,
and we pause in a bit of surprise,
unexpected, but then we knew it was always a possibility.
But somewhere along the way,
we shelved that possibility and its immienence,
because it was easier.
So for us your leaving seems a shock,
a surprise, an unexpected blow.
But for you, you were waiting, and wondering, and curious.
Just knowing it was only a matter of time.
The door swings wide,
and loved ones pass out of our lives,
out of our lives,
and onward to something new.

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