Life · Musings · Poetry/Poems

Was it Too Little, Too Late?…

There are times when people pass on and you wonder…

Was it that we didn’t pray enough?

Was it that we waited too long to pray?

Was it this and was it that?

Then it dawns on you once again!

That The Scourge of Death,

Though a most unwanted visitor,

Is the only certainty in the cycle of life.

And will call at His own time!

Like seasons come and go,

So does the life cycle of man!

Rest in peace, my lady.

Your absence will be felt.

© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha

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22 thoughts on “Was it Too Little, Too Late?…

  1. This seems so personal; you must have lost a friend. I’m sorry. Beautiful musings regarding the inevitable. My across-the-street neighbor of nineteen years died today. Emergency vehicles last night. Took her to hospital. Daughter called. Family cars arriving. Jean is gone. Was there anything I could have done? Happily I have the hope of a Christian, but now the place looks lonely. How will I be to the most precious thing she has left – her husband. I purpose today to at least make our meal large enough to share on occasion, but I know how careless I get regarding these matters. Do for the widows and orphans, Jesus says; I’m sure that includes widowers also.

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  2. Is this somehow based on a true story? I can feel you through your words. And your sentences surely made sense. Death is really something that we as humans are either afraid or sad to encounter. But you’re right, it’s part of human nature.

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  3. It’s been two years since my father passed after a brief illness but it remains fresh in my memory like it were yesterday. So I know how it feels to lose a loved one. Accept my condolences for the loss of your friend.

    I console myself with the fact that my dad’s departure from Earth simply increased the number of guardian angels watching over me from above.

    May the souls of all the faithful departed rest in perfect peace. Amen!

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I love it when you decorate my heart with your words..

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