I see your beautiful soul peeking out at me
even through the tubes of your respirator,
even through your weakened and emaciated limbs.
My dear brother, I have always had your back.
We were always there for one another.
But in your eyes I see the glint of eternity
to at last be freed from the captivity of your body.
I want to keep you here because I'll miss you so
but I know your wings are ready to take you home.
Let them find the wind and carry you to Heaven's gate.
To see your happiness at seeing your daughter
and holding baby Christopher upon your lap,
made my heart glad and I was able to find my smile.
How much more beautiful will your soul be
clothed in the garments of Heaven's immortality.
How can I express the depth of my pain
when I think of you gasping for every breath?
How selfish and cruel of me to weigh you down,
to keep you bound by my love so limited.
Yet when God calls I know that I will have to let you go