August 26, 2006 - November 30, 2009
Do not mourn me. Drive grief from your heart.
I still exist. We are not apart.
If you must cry for me, let there be tears of joy.
I am an angel now, no longer a small boy.
You suffered and sacrificed until I could be freed.
You will be well rewarded for that selfless deed.
My fragile shell is shed, and I alone survive.
No longer do we struggle to keep my flesh alive.
Everyone is born to die. Each has a time and place.
Like it or not, we are to go at God's selected pace.
I needed a bridge to safely cross, and you all got me there.
If I'd gone too soon, I'd have fallen as if through air.
It was God's plan that I not last long.
I needed illness to make my spirit strong.
Through weakness of the flesh comes compassion for pain.
The loss of my body was to be my soul's gain.
My soul was hidden, my body it's fragile mask.
It would have shattered given any task.
My spirit sight was blinded by eyes, touch limited to skin.
And my ears could not hear, deafened by earthly din.
My transition is now complete. Our old roles are done.
We must start anew and assume another one.
I no longer need your protection, I am a guardian now.
And I will protect you, as much as God will allow.
Thank you all and never forget the unity that you knew.
Together you got me here, and it was no easy task to do.
I am at peace now, and I pray for each and every soul.
May we achieve reunion, and all parts become a whole.
Melody Gayle Long
December 2, 2009