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My friend, my confidant. Let me be your voice.
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I have written a short poem because Joop loved poems so much and I'm just sure he would like me to share this one with all of you.
He knew what he wanted and was always very clear. Joops last words (besides some very private one's that were just meant for me), were just as clear, just like words from Joop would be.
I said:
"People suck, Joop."
Joop simply whispered:
"Mensen luisteren niet, Janae."
JOHAN ALBERT GROOTERS
Gerboren 22 - 12 - 1937
Overlijden 15 - 09 - 2009
Neede
True help comes from somewhere deep, as my best friend fell deeper and deeper in sleep.
I took the bait, but they ALL couldn't wait.
Broken and exhausted and blind as a bat, I gave in, and believed those rats.
Helping hands can seem so kind, but now I wish I could rewind.
Starting at his toes and ending at his nose, his dying body slowly froze.
His last wishes had been written in stone. All we wanted was to be alone.
All through the night I watched him paralyze, leaving me as the only one that would realize:
By morning the gasping had stopped and his breathing slowed. But inside his chest there was still a faint glow.
His house was flooded with people on his last dying days. I was so tired and in such a haze.
They said he was dead, and I said "I don't think so".
Give me two more hours I pleaded, but no body cared anymore what Joop needed.
I said, "I love you"' and out leaked a tear. His face was stuck, but I could see the fear.
I had felt his chest and the warmth was still there. 3 hours on a cooler, why didn't anybody care?
My Joopie was not yet dead, when we lowered the lid over his head.
48 hours of love and care had just become Joopíe's worst nightmare.
Forgive us all my friend. I did all I could. I cried and I tried but now your words will stay with me, those hours before you died.
How can this happen in 2009? The doctor declared his death without a proper sign.
He stood in the door way and never came close, as Joop lay on the bed totally "machteloos."
Ten minutes after the lid was sealed, my dog had the truth even better revealed.
He slept by joop ever since he´d been so sick, trying to wake him up with a big wet lick.
Boggie left the room only after joop had died. Alone in a box where he silently cried.
As reality now sunk into my head, I jumped up in horror and said:
"NOW MY JOOPIE IS DEAD!
R.I.P my friend. Je hebt het wel verdiened.
I love you and miss you already so much.
by Janae Martin
Enschede
Gerboren 22 - 12 - 1937
Overlijden 15 - 09 - 2009
Neede
True help comes from somewhere deep, as my best friend fell deeper and deeper in sleep.
I took the bait, but they ALL couldn't wait.
Broken and exhausted and blind as a bat, I gave in, and believed those rats.
Helping hands can seem so kind, but now I wish I could rewind.
Starting at his toes and ending at his nose, his dying body slowly froze.
His last wishes had been written in stone. All we wanted was to be alone.
All through the night I watched him paralyze, leaving me as the only one that would realize:
By morning the gasping had stopped and his breathing slowed. But inside his chest there was still a faint glow.
His house was flooded with people on his last dying days. I was so tired and in such a haze.
They said he was dead, and I said "I don't think so".
Give me two more hours I pleaded, but no body cared anymore what Joop needed.
I said, "I love you"' and out leaked a tear. His face was stuck, but I could see the fear.
I had felt his chest and the warmth was still there. 3 hours on a cooler, why didn't anybody care?
My Joopie was not yet dead, when we lowered the lid over his head.
48 hours of love and care had just become Joopíe's worst nightmare.
Forgive us all my friend. I did all I could. I cried and I tried but now your words will stay with me, those hours before you died.
How can this happen in 2009? The doctor declared his death without a proper sign.
He stood in the door way and never came close, as Joop lay on the bed totally "machteloos."
Ten minutes after the lid was sealed, my dog had the truth even better revealed.
He slept by joop ever since he´d been so sick, trying to wake him up with a big wet lick.
Boggie left the room only after joop had died. Alone in a box where he silently cried.
As reality now sunk into my head, I jumped up in horror and said:
"NOW MY JOOPIE IS DEAD!
R.I.P my friend. Je hebt het wel verdiened.
I love you and miss you already so much.
by Janae Martin
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