Lo, There Do I See My Father Poem by Brian D Griffin

Lo, There Do I See My Father



Lo, there do I see my father,
Lo, there do I see my mother,
And my sisters and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my ancestors
Back to the beginning,
Lo, they do call to me
They bid me take my place among them
In the halls of Valhalla
Where the brave may live forever...
…From Viking literature

My father was there… so was yours.
All beside the closed box in draped flag.
Heads bowed, patiently they waited.
He already with them; though we were not yet ready.

My father was there and so was yours.
Where all our fathers await us;
And we wait to join them.
Just not as steadily as they.
Already knowing what we can merely pray.

All our fathers were there; each stood by the box.
He now beneath the flag under which they all served.
Bowed in reverence, they patiently waited.
Our present grief unspoken and lovingly abided.

Our Father was there; as were all our fathers.
He stood at the head and waited too with all those waiting.
He understood our grief and knew our weakness.
We cried for our loss, while He knew our victory.

I too will join the fathers there; as will you.
I know the Father is there with them.
There where I see the line of my ancestors
Back to the beginning.

I will stand with the Father and all fathers one day.
They will each stand there with me.
Our victory already won.
They bid me take my place among them.

I will be among the fathers.
Lo, they do call to me.
And when I join them, do not cry for me.
For I will be with them at home.
Where the brave may live forever...

- Bosco - Wednesday, April 02,2008
For my dear friend Jim… and those who go before us.

Saturday, June 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chinedu Dike 01 June 2019

A free flight of creativity on winged imagination. Well articulated and nicely penned with conviction. Thanks for sharing, Brian.

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