Coming To Terms
Heed this call, my son, for my heavenly realm awaits
Familiar faces wait patiently beyond the gates
You stated proudly that you've lived your dream
Your wife was your river, and children your stream
I admire your fighting spirit, refusing to give in
Willing to give anything to remain in your skin
I shall bless you now with my ethereal light
Then I'll take you with me on this dark night
A painful path beckons for your loving wife to follow
Her journey will be filled with heart-wrenching sorrow
Tossed within a tumultuous sea
Your children will struggle to live without thee
Their purpose now is to develop and grow
Without the pillar of strength they have come to know
Tears will flow, and courage they will gain
For however many years here, they shall remain
Souls on this earth seek to enhance their inner light
Some require darkness, so their eternal spirit may burn bright
I can see you’ve come to terms and found inner peace
Knowing you’ll be reunited when their lives here cease
I finally comprehend the purpose of this life
And the immeasurable pain endured by my beloved wife
I promise, in time, you’ll surely come to know
My passing was meant to be so; it was for you that I let go
About this poem
This poem is about a husband and father who is just about to die, God explains to him why he has been chosen to leave. Every soul is here for a reason, to fulfil a certain goal, God explains that this man's wife needs to go through the devastating loss of her lover and best friend so her soul can achieve what it is here to do.
Written on November 02, 2023
Submitted by Lee_Geoghegan on November 02, 2023
Modified by Lee_Geoghegan on March 24, 2024
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,209 |
Words | 222 |
Stanzas | 6 |
Stanza Lengths | 4, 4, 4, 4, 4, 4 |
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