The day my father died,
warm body barely cooled,
Holy Spirit nudged pastor
to visit; he offered prayer
as hearse driver waited.
We circled to hold hands
with hospice social worker,
asking God for His peace.
Pastor said, “Death is
like planting a seed…”
Linking to dVerse poets invited to write quadrille (44 words) on “seed” theme.
a poem in my pocket 
May 04, 2021 @ 16:59:26
I am so sorry for your loss, Lynn. Please accept my deepest condolences.. this is a beautiful tribute poem.
May 04, 2021 @ 17:36:17
Thank you, Sanaa…I appreciate your kind thoughts.
May 04, 2021 @ 14:31:50
I think the pastor gave you great comfort…
May 04, 2021 @ 13:52:01
This is so incredibly beautiful — heart-breaking and restoring at the same time.
May 04, 2021 @ 16:40:14
Glad you see both sides…me too
May 04, 2021 @ 11:45:42
Poignant and sad. Beautifully expressed.
May 04, 2021 @ 11:31:57
I do not know how fresh your sadness …. I do know the pain of losing a father is with us forever. I lost mine at the tender age of 16 ~~~ lovely, lovely poem.
May 04, 2021 @ 12:09:49
He passed 2 weeks ago, Helen. The thought of your father passing when you were only 16 makes me grateful for the many years I had with Dad. Thanks for reading and commenting.
May 04, 2021 @ 09:05:43
I’m so sorry for your loss, Lynn. A moving poem with so much in so few words. I’ve never thought of death as a seed, but as others have mentioned, it definitely fits with the cycles of the universe.
May 04, 2021 @ 12:06:21
Thank you, Merril.
May 04, 2021 @ 13:02:07
You’re very welcome.
May 04, 2021 @ 08:52:58
I think a lot of people, especially non-religious people would agree with your pastor. Death is one point in the cycle, and being a cycle, it’s the beginning as well as the end. Lovely verse.
May 04, 2021 @ 12:05:52
Thanks, Jane.
May 04, 2021 @ 16:10:11
🙂
May 04, 2021 @ 08:47:12
Maybe because Rob included the music video for “Turn, Turn, Turn” with his poem, but this brings that to mind. That seed…
I know you’ve written about your father before, and that’s a good thing. Words, poetry, expressing them, especially when shared, can be some of the best medicine for the soul.
My thoughts are with you.
May 04, 2021 @ 12:04:59
I’ll have to check out the video on Rob’s site…a verse from Ecclesiastes is appropriate. I have a need to write about my grief, to give words to it. Thank you, Ken.
May 04, 2021 @ 04:06:34
Wow, way to capture a serious moment in just 44 words. Very impressive, Lynn.
May 04, 2021 @ 12:02:23
Thanks, K!
May 04, 2021 @ 02:11:00
I can only offer my deepest sympathy, Lynn, and I love that you ended with the pastor’s words – a planted seed.
May 04, 2021 @ 12:01:36
Thank you, Kim.
May 04, 2021 @ 01:50:20
This sounds like a wise Pastor. I am sorry for your loss.
May 03, 2021 @ 20:21:16
This is beautiful Lynn! Yes it definitely is like planting a seed! I appreciate your heartfelt sharing with us, this special moment in time.
May 03, 2021 @ 20:45:08
A moment to hold gently in my heart…
May 03, 2021 @ 21:11:33
Yes for sure… so sorry for you loss!
May 03, 2021 @ 21:12:29
thank you, Dwight
May 03, 2021 @ 19:17:32
My condolences my friend
May 03, 2021 @ 20:12:28
Thank you, Brenda.
May 03, 2021 @ 18:54:16
My heart goes out to you as you grieve for your Dad. Very interesting comment from the Pastor. I have never thought as death as a seed being planted but I love the analogy. A very poignant poem.
May 03, 2021 @ 20:11:58
Thank you, Carol. I love the analogy as well and thought about it while planting my garden.