Dedicated to the family of Henry Wynia, who passed away 8-27-16.
Beloved,
bereaved by
an accidental fall
into valley of death’s shadow
dark night of grief
He bottles our tears
father’s life in our Father’s hands
He battles our fears
soul rests in relief
under his strong wings’ shelter
a providential call
comforted by
Beloved.
A quadrille/mirror poem linked to dVerse Poets.
a poem in my pocket 
Oct 04, 2016 @ 05:17:10
Very touching.
Oct 03, 2016 @ 13:25:33
Grief enfolded in the arms of Love. Beautifully penned.
Oct 03, 2016 @ 14:21:04
Thank YOU for this beautiful comment.
Oct 03, 2016 @ 00:10:59
I like the phrasing and format of your poem as it moved from grieving to a sense of peace.
Sep 28, 2016 @ 13:34:34
Good to have this feeling inside.
Sep 28, 2016 @ 13:50:33
Thanks…I know it to be true!
Sep 28, 2016 @ 09:46:27
Sad… but you did a lovely poem to honor him…Diane
Sep 27, 2016 @ 20:22:49
Nice tribute. I liked how it began and ended with “Beloved”.
Sep 27, 2016 @ 20:25:08
Thank you, Frank.
Sep 27, 2016 @ 17:05:06
Me too Lynn ~ Love your uplifting share ~
Sep 27, 2016 @ 17:39:15
Glad you stopped by, Grace!
Sep 27, 2016 @ 16:20:24
A beautiful tribute and comfort, thank you for sharing.
Sep 27, 2016 @ 15:38:10
Oh, YES. Beautiful. I believe this, too.
Sep 27, 2016 @ 15:40:14
Our comfort in dark times…thanks, De.