She's gone.
Confirmed by a passer by.
I felt the rejection it made me cry.
I take it as it comes to all there's a season..
I guess I am struggling for rhyme or reason?
My wife heard a something at the party two Saturdays ago-
But I refused to believe it, although it is so.
I love this family I am not part of the clan-
Like a father to me was their old man.
From a cheeky kid, to a renegade youth.
Like a good father he spoke the truth.
Paid me to help him as he prepared to depart,
Showed me his favour, won my heart.
Taught me what it looks like to be brave,
There until the end, helped carry him to the grave.
Loved his eldest, all her offspring too...
His son is a champ, no problem with you.
I spoke to her cousin not two days ago about oil for her Mum's mower-
They only live across the road!
The rejection I felt I know is unfair.
Then I thought of the Lord and how much he must care...
I believe now it was to give me a clue...
The rejection he feels with his love for you.
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so what i hear is you were freinds with the dude and when he dies his family was like fuck you thats really sad like real sad i feel for you
It's just how I feel, I'm sure their unaware of it.
Who am I anyway, I don't even have a name!
Such a nice parallel you draw here. Saying one is a Christian and being one are two different things. Nietzsche said that the only true Christian died on a cross two thousand years ago. So it seems some times. Lovely write
Thanks for your understanding and encouragement. It's true, we all fall short of the glory of God.
A lovely write. emotions came right through.
Thank you, truth has to have a way.
Powerful work.
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