In truth the door bell rings but twice
In truth the hurt we have mends
In truth the swinging door returns
We are humble what is G-d's plan
In truth the day will be sunny and cold
How appropriate for a funeral
In truth time will pass and heal all wounds
We stand at attention
Our minds are fixed
We are fully aware of what happened
In truth the day begins with Memory
I loved the Shatz family like my own
I loved their caring and kindness
Take what you can
give what you can
Life is about that
And nothing more.
Anita Schiffman Holzberg
No comments:
Post a Comment