Carry me, Sweet Death
into the presence of all I have loved.
Carry me to the rural fields of my youth
that I might drink, one last time,
the aroma of the earth
And sense the wind on my soul.
Carry me, Sweet Death
To each lesson I've learned,
It's cost to my loved ones
and it's enduring value.
Carry me to the places
of my children's birth.
Let me hold their little hands
and know that it has been good.
Carry me, Sweet Death,
to each place of Peace
discovered and cherished
and let me remember for Eternity
JPJOHNS 4/3/15
