I've often looked within    

the windows of your eyes   

and there caught a glimpse   

of all your past ties__    

I've seen you in your  crowning role   

...a parent   

young and bold__    

You are there fast and agile on the court   

returning a brisk serve   

that your racket has caught__   

How you ride so strong thru the air   

...on horseback you fly   

swiftly...without a care__   

I watch you smiling...with glee   

at a gathering of friends   

and members of your family tree__  

I see all of this...and then I note   

with a sadness of heart...   

that there is no antidote__    

To release you from the dark progressive cast   

which snatched you from reality   

and won't relinquish its grasp__  

A destructive army...moving from cell to cell   

taking you farther and farther   

into oblivion...to dwell__   

But we'll meet again...of this I'm sure   

when we shall hear the trumpet's peal   

... on a bright and golden shore___  

Your reasoning...free...no longer bound   

we'll sing God's praises   

on His celestial grounds__    

And when with joy I then gaze    

within the windows of your eyes   

you will recall...as I 

the loving memories...of all past ties 

Matt 6:22

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