His Path Was Short

His path was short.
Only eight years
From
Start
To Finish.

Outwardly
He struggled
For breath
To walk
His path.

But inwardly
He danced.
Fully, freely
Living
While he
Was dying.

On his short path
He danced,
And sang,
And loved.
Teaching us
How to live.

By Linda L. Gage written for the funeral of a child
when a Chaplain at Seattle Children’s Hospital