To pray with Adam and Eve she went And from that Garden of Eden she began her ascent, Like a Lark that hovers over fields of wheat She waited for her siblings to appear beneath her feet, Remaining in view in that tearful sky Providing precious time to wave goodbye, Arms and hands stretch skyward family huddle in a ring Like naked Winter branches yearning for the Spring, But she was on her Majestic flight Like an Eagle gliding past a golden moon that night, The higher she soared and disappeared from view The shock and the sorrow to bid her adieu, For us here on earth left with memories alone Kate in her splendour had simply flown home.
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Posted: Dec 2013
About this poem:
My Mother in law went to the Church of Adam & Eve in Dublin to pray and was struck by a vehicle on her exit. Sadly she passed away a short time later. I wrote this for the family. The arms in the air are her children desperately trying to pull her back.
Hi, Mizzy4, Kate in her splendour had simply flown home. When someone is taken from us, it is good to have precious time to wave goodbye and be embraced by the comfort that faith brings. In sympathy for your and your family's loss. May the message of Flight Home. and the love and memories shared sustain.
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Kate in her splendour had simply flown home. When someone is taken from us, it is good to have precious time to wave goodbye and be embraced by the comfort that faith brings. In sympathy for your and your family's loss. May the message of Flight Home. and the love and memories shared sustain.