Make us worthy in our passing,
for what we could not achieve in our living.
For Life subsumes death –
and while the evidence may show
we had not fully lived the way we’d hoped,
we have the right to hope
that what failed to thrive
has died and departed the memory of others;
leaving us nothing but a clean slate
in the continued journey.
May all whom we’ve served and transgressed
step aside and cheer us on –
the race is never over.
my dad, Harry Joseph Maselli, died yesterday, 28 April 2012 – prompting this prose.