A Little Grave

By I.M. Ulysses.

A little grave 

In a far off field

A place of rest

For a life now sealed

Returned to the earth

From which he rose

Despite my desire

For a different course

He'd passed away

In quiet and peace

As he lay in bed

And found release

Such is the way

Of all mankind

Since Adam's fall

From God's design

Left but a shell

His spirit a captive

Inside of a body

At one time, attractive

For 91 years

He walked this earth

Leaving his mark

And showing his worth

Mistakes he had made

But also much good

Building a life

As he felt he should

Strong to the end

He made a good fight

Clinging to life

Throughout his last night

And now, though, he's gone

His spirit's alive

Within us, his children

Who continue to strive

We'll carry on

And do our best

Thanking The Lord

For being so blessed

Sadness and joy

Are mingled this day

As we say goodbye

From this little grave.

For my father, John Eleftheriadis,
March 25, 1925 - December 15 2016
Rest in peace, dad. We love and miss you.