John 21:18
In the end we all have to let go
Let go what we hold dear
Just let go
It happened first when my father died
I burst into tears
My first great loss of any kind
Now so many years
The Lord tells Peter
One day you will know
The feeling I am telling you
When you just have to let go
Gone your strength of early days
Going your own way
That day will come
When another one will
Lead you another way
My mammy often quoted this
It seemed to speak to her
She nursed so many in her time
Through age and frailty
She knew the same would come to her
Long life her destiny
Confined to bed she patiently
Awaited what would be
I hope the Lord will give to you
And also give to me
The grace of letting go somehow
And somehow gracefully
The aches and pains the slowing down
Prepare us for that road
Help us, O Lord, to follow you
It leads to your abode
Brian Fahy
29 April 2022
Erris Poetry 