That Last Hug Was A Goodbye
Author – Lesley Voth
My beautiful brother was here the other day
So good to see him, looking happy and healthy in a kinda glowing way
I did not know it and nor did he
How special, that time, was going to be
Barry my brother died two days ago
Leaving us breathless, wounded, dealing our hearts a heavy blow
If he had faults, I know of none
He was kind and thoughtful loved by everyone
Megan his wife will have great memories of times together
He would Go anywhere, venture in all kinds of weather
He had a love for sailing and fishing too
He loved just being there with his boys, they made his sky sunny and blue
I am sure his Grandchildren will be wondering why
Their Poppa is not there to laugh and play with them, soothe them when they cry
Not a bad bone, didn’t judge, never hurt a fly
We all love him and will miss him but God needs him more I guess that is why
As your sister my dearest brother
I will miss your smile, your laugh, which is like no other
Your passing has taught me one thing, to cherish each second, I know I will try
Because I did not realise that last hug was not a Hello it was a Goodbye
