The Last Farewell

by Jesse Coghill
Jordan, Minnesota

Farewell, farewell, old friend of mine;
The end is drawing nigh.
I'll miss you so, you'll never know,
But still I will not cry.

Through the years, the joys, the tears,
We've built a solid life
And traveled down that rocky road
Together, man and wife.

But now they say you cannot stay
And I must be alone
To await the time when you'll be mine
In our celestial home.

I watch you slowly drift away
As you lie there on your cot.
"Non Dormit Que Custodit" --
The guardian sleepeth not.

Voices Are Calling, Jesse's book of poetry, is available for $15 (plus $3 postage and handling) from Prints Publishing, Box 387, Victoria, MN 55386 -- or ask for it at bookstores.