Eight Years Ago

"Eight Years Ago" ... on going reflections of a bereaved father in memory of Ben, now in the eighth year of his permanent absence.


Since we bid thee farewell
Eight years ago,
many tears that morning did shed.
Into cavernous depths we lowered thee
united to souls art thou wed.

I want you to know
I have lived as well,
as best I could I did try.
Nary a morn, noon or night did pass,
couldn’t ever help I but cry.

I felt so bad all those years
When your days of youth deprived
while sickness stole so much our strength
from wells that might have thrived.

Much like you, what did we do
when alone there left to lie.
Living our lives lest we stray
from faith otherwise worn and tried.

It is hard to explain
these feelings I have
without you, my life to live
day by day, I can’t but think
my life for yours I wouldst give.

Alan D. Busch
February 26, 2008

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