Dr. Skinner at the end

We sat in the quiet and glanced at the family
In brown tones and hushed colors, and thought
And considered and weighed the evidence
And found no room for tears in this room
For he was the gatekeeper for generations
Bringing forth new life into the community
To mewl and whimper and crawl and run
And find the joy of sunshine in Summer;
But also bringing forth an unyielding sadness
When a newborn child didn't thrive
And the parents were left to mourn quietly alone
In the darkness of emotion's Winter
While the family stood outside, mutely pondering
And questioning the ultimate love of their God
Who promised them new life, but didn't deliver this time.
And so he measured the full breadth of life
From birthplace to gravesite, until even he
Found his place at that ultimate leap
And crossed over through that unknown portal
That mutely awaits us all,
A gentle soul who surely saw better than we,
And now does completely.