Memories of Loved Ones

It is mother's day today and many will celebrate it with joy, happiness and thanksgiving. Others like myself who have lost their mother to death will take a moment to be sad and to reflect on loved ones now gone. There is nothing wrong with being sad there is only something wrong with staying that way because our loved ones would wish us to cherish their memory but also to smile and laugh and live our own lives. Lives headed towards a future that they cannot see or share with us. We can take their memory into that future and be glad and thankful that for a little time at least we shared our time together here on earth. It is up to us to make them proud of what we accomplish in that future be it seconds, moments, months or years. Whatever the allotted time it is a mere heartbeat in the overall time of this universe called home.

Home many today will wish that they could be home to hug and kiss their mother and many mothers will wish that their children could be safe at home for them to simply hold and hug as they did when they were a child. Sometimes no words are needed just a simple hug from a mother, your mother says it all and to mothers who today are thinking of children now gone to be with the Lord this simple poem is for you too. May it bring comfort if only for a short time as this humble poet shares with you his rhymes.

Memories of Love

I held a picture tonight,
Of a loved one longer visible to the light,
No longer a breath they did take,
No longer to me would them spake.

You know them not,
Though I am sure you have felt the same,
Everyone has tasted this pain,
Of love never held again.

And in the small hours of the day,
Many have knelt and to the Lord did pray,
Giving thanks for those now gone,
Sad, lonely and all alone.

But my God He said to me,
I will never leave or forsake thee,
And to this promise we hold true,
Those left behind thinking of you.

The love, the life and the laughter you shared,
The tenderness with those for whom you cared,
And as we gather around your grave,
We know that to all of us you freely gave.

And we dear friend must soldier on,
Till once again we meet at Gods throne,
Bathed in the light of the Christ,
Thankful for His sacrifice.

One more verse or one more rhyme,
Even poets run out of time,
But at the alter of our God,
Ask forgiveness from our Lord.

Not for you dear friend but for me,
You have gone to heaven I see,
And on that distant shore,
In glory we will meet once more.

Giving praise unto the Lord,
Thankful we know the one true God,
And as the heavenly choir sweetly sound,
Amazing grace does abound.