Ode to Uncle Bean:
“No More, I’m Ready”
“No more, I’m ready,” the old racehorse groaned;
No tubes and no needles, the prize he would claim.
Possessing the courage to face all the odds,
He would die as he lived, bearing the pain.
No more, I’m ready!” he firmly repeated.
Refusing to scratch from the ultimate win;
No paddock would hold this champion in.
He bucked at the protests, until all conceded.
“No more! I’m ready!” he was charging to go.
With the blinkers he’d run a lifetime of races,
His handicap taught him: trust in God’s graces,
Go for the distance. It was time. He did know.
One last request, “No more! I am ready!”
Past the home turn with his heart in home straight,
His pace didn’t falter, not once did he wince
For he saw the true crown and the heavenly gate.
The old racehorse left us behind on the track
No more, he was ready. There was no looking back.
Niece and godchild of the “Old Racehorse”
May 6, 2019
In Memory of Bernard Callihan
Like the morning sun at dawn
He rises on this day
To greet the saints and angels
Of whose prayers will guide the way.
Clothed in white and purified
By the sacrament anointed
For entrance into heaven’s gate,
His savior has appointed.
No longer will he bear the burdens;
His cross he’s left behind.
His eyes now see the finish line;
Now, eternal life he’ll find.
This day begins forever spring
For now he’s with the Christ, our King!
By Tammy Christine Smith
Niece and godchild of Bernard Callihan
May 6, 2019
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