Denver, CO
david
Being at death brings us closer to everything.
Closer to the world.
Closer to life.
Closer to all living things.
Being at death means being there.
Seeing as it happens.
Knowing what it looks like.
Sharing the moment with another living being.
Being at death makes dying real.
Death moves through us and we know it.
We’re touching death in that moment.
Life is slipping away and spirit passes, dissolves.
Witnessing the loss invades our Self.
We feel our own life more real.
Their death becomes part of us.
And our own death becomes more real.
Dying becomes a tangible experience.
We can visit the dying before the end.
We can view the departed at a funeral.
See the before and the after.
Missing the act of death.
Dying is a moment.
The final living journey.
The last living experience.
One of the millions of moments we will all have.
We don’t remember our birth.
We won’t remember our own death.
We will always remember being at death.
That moment is forever buried deep into our Self.
It is a gift to bear witness, share and comfort their passing.
A gift given to both the now and once living.
The fortunate get a peaceful death.
With a companion to comfort the passing.
Robbed of a goodbye, Stan was lost too young, too sudden.
We were all stunned by the sudden loss of Marc.
Stan and Marc are forever in my heart, my soul, my love.
I was granted the gift to be with my father at the end.
Now again given the gift to comfort Richard in his final moment.
Twice I’ve been given the gift of being at death.
After sudden loss,
the love and memories of Stan and Marc will forever remain in my soul.
Being at their death,
Father’s and Richard’s spirits are now forever buried in my Self.
Don’t cry because it’s over.
Smile because it happened.
Dr. Seuss
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He had it all
It was all laid out before him
He had what many called a perfect life
What happened?
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He had fought in a war
And had come back alive
To meet his true love
What happened?
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Together to college they went
Together married they were
Together a family they had
What happened?
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Very well off they were always said to be
With each other and their family
They seemed to be so happy
What happened?
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It was too good to last some now think
One bad decision to ruin what they had
Their relationship and family destroyed
What happened?
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He up and left to pursue a new life
Leaving behind his six boys and his wife
All to fend for themselves and deal with his decision
What happened?
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Some say it started in the war
Others don't know
But all try not to think about his decision
What happened?
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This change of life
This change for the worse
Affected all loved ones forever
What happened?
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It is now years later
The worst still to come
For he has been diagnosed
It has happened.
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He has now given up
He finds no motive to live
His death will be slow
It has happened.
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His sons have come back
For the first time in years
To stick by their father no matter
What happened?
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They all fight with feelings
They have harbored for years
Now set behind them for
What happened?
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The brothers have honored
His last dying wish
To die in his home after
What happened?
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Their lives all put on hold
For his last few days
As his life slowly drains because of
What happened?
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His family now gathers
For the first time in years
To mourn his sad death because of
What happened?
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Everyone now fights
With the situation now passed
As they all were affected by
What happened?
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We've all heard this story
With minor things changed
We all know what happened
He died of AIDS.
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a poem by Brooke Scarbeary
written in memoriam to her grandfather, Donald Leon Scarbeary
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There is a time when the world will blossom
When a moment turns into a memory
When a bird will reach the sky
Each garden painted with color
A bumble bee reaches a flower
When each strand of grass turns from bitter to bright
The sun dancing on a cloud
Let a butterfly tickle your nose
What a joy to see
The shade of a tree
Watching the world become bright
In your eye.
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A Poem by Olwyn Scarbeary A 4th grade project written for Stanley BPS and the Salvation Army.
Copyright 2015 Scarbeary Family Website. All rights reserved.
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