We had went to the hospital and stayed with him for a while then said our goodbyes.
It was a long sad day and after we finally got home i found myself unable to sleep.
Maybe it was all the coffee I drank throughout the day.
Maybe it was all the stress of the day.
Maybe it was both.
I felt like writing, so I grabbed a pen and paper and flowed with it.
This is what I wrote:
HIS PATH HOME
He crept away in the morning light.No one knew as he slept nice and tight.
The day passed by as in slumber he stayed.
Until night, when checked on, his breathing was swayed.
They took him away that night for his life to saved.
But we didn't know his path had already been paved.
He wanted his pain to end - The Lord heard his cry.
He was to take him home with Him and we had to say goodbye.
Such a young life, to have to leave this earth.
But God had other plans for him to go do His work.
No day will go by when we will not think of him.
All good times and the bad, with a sad face or a grin.
He is finally at peace where he always wanted to be.
We should think of him not sadly, but with happiness and glee.
Dear Markie we will always love you with all of our hearts.
Counting the days until we'll be with you - when from this earth we will part.
Rest In Peace Sweet Prince
9/5/87 - 4/5/09
*****We miss you and love you very much!!!*****
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