Death Is Waiting

A good friend’s brother recently penned a poem for his friend nearing the end of a terminal illness.  I thought is was profoundly simple and it brought great honesty and dignity to death. Here’s John’s poem with permission:


Death is waiting, I'm at peace,
God please grant me sweet release
From the burdens and the pain,
Nothing left to lose or gain.
A long, long  journey it has been
But I go now with a grin.
To those whom I will leave behind
Please remember me in kind
For those of you who went before
I am knocking on the door 
Please let me in so I can see
The beauty of Eternity.

John E Lamb, Sr.
July 26, 2012