The parting’s mostly bittersweet
When one is absent from our space
It leaves a hole one can’t replace
When loved ones are called away
To new horizons and can’t stay
Their memory may still remain
We still miss them dearly clear and plain
But there can be no regrets
And we will nevermore forget
The blessed tie that binds us still
While they seek their calling to fulfill.
Whether absent from the body
Or absent from this place
The tie that binds us transcends time and space.
The ties that bond us are the stuff of grace.
I want to go there, where we shall never part
A place where new beginnings find their start
Where memories and sweet endings dwell
Together they say “All is well!”
I want to go there to those places in the heart…
We meet to part and part to meet
The parting’s mostly bittersweet
We miss what never mattered much
When one is absent from our touch
But there can be no regrets
And we will nevermore forget
The blessed tie that binds us still
While they seek their calling to fulfill.
Whether absent from the body
Or absent from this place
The tie that binds us transcends time and space.
The ties that bond us are the stuff of grace.
Anthony Foster
October 18, 2021
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