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Monday, November 20, 2006

~Passage of Time ~

Dedicated to Vera & Gerald Moberg
and family


God granted us to meet one of the loveliest couple on earth .In the many years my husband Stan , Sean and Denise coached their grandson Benjamin in soccer there wasn’t too many times that they would miss a game not to mention miss other games that Ben took part in like Basketball. Gerry and Vera would come to the field… always together; in a way very much reminding me of how we are my husband and I, he carrying their two lawn chairs and setting up ready to watch the game. They lived for their family and that’s what counted most to them. They were always there to support their grandson and the team. Gerry even knew all the kids names. It was true and sincere interest and love for their grandson and sport. My husband and son Tyler, Sean and his son Pat, Denise and his son Mat and the rest of the kids on the team will surely miss him.We will always know he’ll be there watching. Vera I congratulate you on 57 years of true devotion to one another. You two must have been twenty when you first met. Stan and I too were twenty and nineteen when we first met and never been apart except for now with his job. I’ll cherish every moment as I know you will; Gerry in spirit will always be by your side.


Passage of Time

Buried beneath a well of tears
Memories are but a glitter in my darkness
Enveloped in loneliness I fear
My dream has sunk into black denseness

If only I could relive those hours
When we first met
How sweet life would be among the flowers,
How sweet life was then... how could I forget?

Summers of our past spent in the sun
How much we loved watching games
All that meant something to us… was so much fun
Nor do you or I have any regrets or blames

A cold November rain came
It poured and froze the fragrant earth
How could I know …I never thought it call your name
For winter’s chill is known its worth

If only I could have …….
No matter how strong my heart... My soul…
Stop time to cut us in halve
Destroying our mortal love in whole

Passage of time ….it seemed such an endless road
It came without warning… just a sudden rush to end its course
I fell into a state of numbness weighted down by a heavy load
If only I had time to say goodbye, If only I had the force

So long our path that we became one
My heart, my soul was yours and yours mine
But now were torn apart, death has won
A part of me lies next to you beneath the earth and vine

In the stillness of the night
I feel upon me the warmth of your soft breath
In my dream you are still here, still my very light
Only… if it weren’t for death!

Memories follow; I feel your spirit near
There is no death, only absence of flesh
We are of different worlds… I no longer fear
Out of time you dwell while I long my hours fled

Annabelle

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I'm sorry to hear about the loss of your friend Annabelle.
Our thoughts are with his wife and all those who called him friend.

Anonymous said...

my heart breaks when I hear of someone losing their life long mate, partner & friend. I attended a funeral a few mths back and the couple had been together for many years - how does one survive when your mate of that many years, passes away? I just don't know - sending you much love oxxo

Anonymous said...

I agree there is no death, only the flesh disappears back to dust.
This is of little comfort to those who lose someone so dear however. Your words express it beautifully Annabelle.
You see so deeply into things.
xo

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