This Day

By:  Eric Steven Truitt

I woke upon this bitter day,
Less complete than the day before,
A piece of life now taken from me,
To live in peace forever more,
Eyes which looked their last at me,
Hands which comforted all my pain,
A heart that loved me more than words,
A beautiful face I can never touch again,
A voice which brought a joy within,
Laughter which warmed the coldest nights,
Always giving whatever she could,
Loving arms which held me tight,
So on this day I bow my head,
I face the world a bit less whole,
Though I know her love is still with me,
Resting in peace is her loving soul.
Written with everlasting love,

Your Grandson,
Eric

This Poem Was Inspired By The Death Of Shirley Jean Truitt

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