I Fear Not Death

Death, is at work in each of us.
He devours every element of life
within our mortal body. When he
has had his fill, we shall no longer
be, of earthly matter.

I fear not death, but life. For death
comes unannounced, like the howling
of a December wind and swoops up man,
as he would a dead leaf....and whisks us off into
the great abyss.

by Joe Fazio (best of)

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Who was C.E.G? This was a favourite poem of my grandmothers when she was young. Her initials then were C.E.S but when she married they became C.E.G: -)
Another homily for the beloved child- but delivered in gentle sweet words