One of the chosen few
I loved but haven’t lost you
The heart that throbbed with constant charity
has a stillness that’s deafening.
The eyes that spoke of endless compassion have shut for now.
He’s picked you for a divine role
to sing at His celestial gig
I did not grieve because you’ve taken a part of me with you.
Raj Ferds
Fri 10th Feb 2017 10:03
Glad you like it Stuart. Always good to receive positive feedback. They are like blessings.
You can say that I dug this out from the darker recesses of my mind, very late last night.