Quietly his body sagged <br />and like a distant star, <br />blipped out. <br /> <br />There was no organ peal <br />or host of seraphim to mark <br />his passing. <br /> <br />The closing of a screen <br />with little reverence was, <br />the final act. <br /> <br />So ended a life tinged <br />with sadness and regret yet, <br />glorious in defeat. <br /> <br />Though many years have passed <br />I vividly recall; <br />The night my father died.<br /><br />jerry hughes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-night-my-father-died/
