Abe Lines

 On a cold, gray day, we laid him to rest. A man so still and quiet.

So hard to believe he was gone from us. Why did he leave

so suddenly? How could he slip away without our knowing?

Who would fix our steps?

Who would fix our doors?

Who would mend our broken hearts?

 

On a cold, gray day we laid him to rest, a man so still and quiet.

            Surely God must have a greater need for him – things he could tell

            the angels. But we were not ready to say farewell.

            We thought our needs required his steady hand.

            But he needed to rest – a new job to take.

            It wasn’t our decision to make.

 

On a cold, gray day we laid him to rest, a man so still and quiet.

            How could this big man with a gentle heart

            be gone from our lives forever?

            He was a success. A man among men.

            Somehow, he knew that doing for others

brought true happiness within.

He loved his family and friends and

was rewarded with the respect and love of all who knew him.

We loved him so and want him to know

How sorely he will be missed.

So we said goodbye with a sigh and a cry

And on a cold, gray day we laid him to rest. A man so still and quiet.

©(Revised March 17, 2026)    Marilyn Carnell

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