They left us through the door of death
the day they took their final breath.
While hearing angels call their name,
they closed their eyes in peace.
They left us grieving they were gone
as we discovered life goes on.
And yet the life we now embrace
is lacking something rare.
They left us as we knew they would
although we prayed somehow they could
defeat what they were battling.
But sadly they did not.
They left us precious memories
providing us a ring of keys
that opens doors to days-gone-by
we enter all the time.
They left us all a legacy
of faith and hope and love so we
can make our world a better place
by following their lead.
They left us with a cause for praise
on this most holy Day of Days.
We're grateful for all saints who died
who live again in Christ.
This poem is dedicated to my dad who died nine years ago this week (November 4, 2008)