Not Forgotten and Not Gone

Today is the funeral for a young man,

The son of a friend.

He was 23.

He won’t be 24.

Hopelessness yesterday.

A funeral today.

Here today, gone tomorrow.

Gone today, gone tomorrow.

Gone tomorrow, gone the next day.

Gone except in memories of those who cared.

Here in loving hearts.

There with the Lord.

Even death cannot separate us from the love of God.

Even death cannot separate us from those we love.

Here yesterday.  Still here today.