
HIS GIFT TO ME…I stroked his brow as he gasped. The peace he left with me was deep, My time with him at his last To cry and hurt and feel the pain HIS GIFT TO US…We learned to pray ~ a gift of joy Thank you our father here on earth We will sadly miss your smiling face, ©Anthony W. Pahl |
Dedicated to, and written for and about Angelino Fresiello, my father-in-law
who died on 6th April 2000 of cancer - I read this poem to him as I was holding his hand before he died.
He gave his blessing and permission for me to read this as part of the eulogy at his funeral celebration.
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