Peace (For Anthony's funeral)

Anthony
Grant me
the opportunity
To honor your giving heart today
To commend you for your strength tommorrow
To praise you for a loving temperament, my caring cherubim
each and every day that shall follow.
That awful beast that has tormented you,
has NOT defeated you ,NOR succeeded you
Because God has blessed you
Rested you, transformed you, and mended your being
God hath looketh upon your angelic face and said
"Peace, my son"
For the battle was not yours to be won
Peace for we will not weep
But feel whole,
For encountering such a peaceful soul
Death be not proud,
For death is never victorious
For he that speaks of the Lord
will find his refuge and be protected by his fortress
and sheilded from darkness and live on to see things glorious
Peace for your body was weak ,
But now you are strong
Peace for pain knows not your name
Anymore
Peace for
thought your body lays low
your spirit is far above
Peace for you will always be rembered
and loved
Rest now and we'll remember how
Peace ran through your blood

© 2001 Broken Wings Publishing