Author: Maebdh ni Siobhan


Death is one thing we cannot fight.
Lord or lady, serf or knight.
As life begins it’s doomed to end
Adieu to our departed friends.

Poet, husband, father, son.
Friend to many, foe to none.
He hunts now in the Summerlands.
We said goodbye to one fine man.

Our little songbird passed to soon.
No more we’ll hear her crystal tune.
In Heaven’s choir she takes her place.
We’re left with memories of her face

A soldier, brave and true and strong,
But soldier’s lives are seldom long.
As one more to Vallhalla wends
We cry farewell to fallen friends.

Your faithful steed, your hound so true
Wait at the rainbow bridge for you.
Each life must end in it’s own time
And we, in mourning, left behind.

Death is one thing we cannot fight!
But ere we face that final night
We each can laugh, and love, and give,
And brightly shine while yet we live.

2006, for Scout, and others