Near paralled my worn life

Places I remembered were

forever, not always for better.

As I looked at my life reflected

Wasn't sure which way was up

or which way was down - past

friends and lovers couldn't help.

The aforementioned all had their

places, had their moments; some

were gone, others remained - with

the light reflected, I still could recall.

But in the shadows were hidden the

dead - even though I loved them, I

chose to forget, they were no longer

among the living; I could hear their cries.

Then began the lies when they rose

from their graves - "Don't worry, there

is no one living that compares with you!"

Didn't work; my father just sighed.

He pointed out the Family Tree that

stood all alone - "If it wasn't for them

and me, you wouldn't be here!" Almost

starting crying; he said, "Get a grip!"

"It will all begin to make perfect sense

once you look at it from the right

perspective;" "The light coming down is

from Heaven - learn to catch its' rays!"

I thanked my dad - gave him one last

hug and told him as he walked away

"Now, I'll often stop and think about

those gone with an open mind!"

'2008' RLS