Jan G. Otterstrom F.

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“Wait now; have no remembering’s
of hope.” Left aside to bide, prior
evenings to die, age grasps one
to hold as all passes on, fading
as the day lapses into night
slipping, dimness to darker dark
a future without context, only void
as I stand at life’s sure threshold
embolden before absence, my last
comfort, relief of faith until I know.

Jan G. Otterstrom F. October 28,2011