To My Family - Visitor's Poem

by Stephen Conlon
(Hartlepool, UK)

Pass my shoe's - I'm leaving,
For somewhere I don't know,
Don't make it hard by crying,
As the time is right to go.

Pass my stick - I'm leaving,
My pains no longer here,
Just a decent time for grieving,
Then look forward - Do you hear.

Some other place, some other time,
But not quite yet my friend,
In a place I can't define,
I'll await your journey's end.

Please pass my map - I'm leaving,
I'll need to find the way,
I'll keep it safe for you my friends,
so we can meet again ~~~ Someday.