All Change

She was always there

And now she’s not

And so our life is changed

Nothing lasts forever

Things are rearranged

 

We stop and talk and wonder

We gather into crowds

Exchange of views and memories

Everything out loud

 

Service of remembrance

Thank God for her life

Guns in salvoes echoing

The bells of village life

 

Soldiers in their uniform

MPs in dark suits

Gun carriage and horses

Processions solemn walks

 

She was such a part of us

As her leaving us unfolds

We find ourselves now grieving

For whom do these bells toll?

 

This death writ large on our stage

Helps us understand

That all of us are journeying

Towards a promised land

 

Brian Fahy

9 September 2022

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