04:30:
In Memoriam: Eugene Arthur Sadler;
Son, Brother, Soldier, Friend!
Can't sleep knowing I'll be taking a man I have known for over forty years to his final resting place in just a few short hours...
But the worst of the storm has passed,
Those dreadful tears have done their worst,
And the pent up rage of knowing
Becomes my saving grace...
To all who are lamenting
In darkest hours like these
Those lost days of youthful exuberance
Rekindle in a wink of an eye
With every re-telling beside the flames
In a camp fire come morning
Becomes a spark for a new day dawning
As the embers glow
We shall remember nothing is lost
Only time we could have spent
And witnessed a slower decline.
So live as he would wish
And hope as he now knows
That we shall all gather once again
Lift a glass
And laugh at all our suffering
From the past.
Amen
D.A. Wittler 5/9/20
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