Close the Door

I stand alone
the room now quiet
only stray memories left
drifting like wisps of fog

… I pronounce you man and wife …
in the name of the father …
are you God …
prayers, joy, tears now echoes of past life

Soon this place of faith will be
home, not to me but,
to new life , not shadow but,
vibrant, laughing, joyful life

The memories of past residents
will merge with those made new
in words not quite like mine
but with faith just as strong

Leave the memories behind
take the love and grace gifted
offer blessings to those who follow
and close the door

Faith doesn’t stand still,
Faith moves me forward
Faith offers new doors
Today new memories are being made