Dad
Go gently to your resting place
Go knowing that you were loved
Go with the Heavenly Father
Go watch over us from above
I know this is a better place for you
I know your body will be free
From the pain and frustration you had on earth
Where finally you can just be
Be able to walk, run and jump
Be able to speak at will
Be free from all restrictions
Be free from all the pills
God will have a beautiful garden
For you to tend and help thrive
I know this was your strength on Earth
It’s what helped you stay alive
Go gently to your resting place
Go knowing that you were loved
Go with the Heavenly Father
Go watch over us from above
Dad wanted to go to dignitas in Switzerland but sadly the paper work wasn’t finalised before the motor neurones took over his ability to go... he’s very very sick now after 2 strokes so I’ve been asked to write a poem for his funeral... it’s still in draft form so I may change it, especially the gardening bit... his garden is what kept him going