Duct

Analyzing her eye

Left eye

Glossy

Centering from its core

I knew...

The news wasn't new.

We all knew

A day like this was coming.

Her duct,

I could not help but analyze her tear duct.

Her left eye said

What no words could.

Right before you become the barrier of bad news,

and I want to duck before receiving it.

The tear duct shows.

At first I knew it was time

For him to go.

But know one is really prepared

For their mother to always tell you

When someone in the family has passed.

Luckily they saw him before time had passed,

It had been 2 years since I had.

Caring, he was.

Hopeful till the end.

Faithful even though his earthly days had end.

For His kingdom will have no end.

It always meant a lot to me

That he wanted everything to work out.

He was a like a brother to my mother.

An uncle to me, no doubt one way or another.

Light as a feather this life is.

Only heavy enough to fall within His hands.

We have no control when we admit we need help.

We have no control when we start to admit the end is near.

We could be a lot useful if we just used our drums to hear.

No one will know, and yet everyone will do it.

The end is near, let us not get on to it.

With caring

with hope

with faith

Brad all was.

This is how we will suit up.

With these tools we live longer than tree pulp.

We aren't disposable

We aren't alone

We are invincible

All available when admitting

We are dust

Untill

Unless

U

Understand

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