Monday, September 23, 2013

Poems

Mom, please don’t feel guilty It was just my time to go. I see you are still feeling sad, And the tears just seem to flow.We all come to earth for our lifetime, And for some it’s not many years I don’t want you to keep crying You are shedding so many tears.I haven’t really left you Even though it may seem so. I have just gone to my heavenly home, And I’m closer to you than you know.Just believe that when you say my name I’m standing next to you, I know you long to see me, But there’s nothing I can do.But I’ll still send you messages And hope you understand, That when your time comes to “cross over,” I’ll be there to take your hand .

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I am right here Although you can't see me I see your tears I visit you often Go to work with you each day And when it's time to close your eyes On your pillows where I lay I hold your hand and stroke your hair And whisper in your ear If you're sad today Daddy Remember I am here God took me home This we know is true But you will always be my Daddy Even though I'm not with you I am Daddy's little angel We will never be apart For every time you think of me Please know I'm in your heart. I Love you Daddy

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My Mom is a survivor, or so I've heard it said. But I can hear her crying at night when all others are in bed. I watch her lay awake at night and go to hold her hand. She doesn't know I'm with her to help her understand. But like the sands on the beach that never wash away... I watch over my surviving mom, who thinks of me each day. She wears a smile for others... a smile of disguise! But through Heaven's door I see tears flowing from her eyes. My mom tries to cope with death to keep my memory alive. But anyone who knows her knows it is her way to survive. As I watch over my surviving mom through Heaven's open door... I try to tell her that angels protect me forevermore. I know that doesn't help her... or ease the burden she bears. So if you get a chance, go visit her...and show her that you care. For no matter what she says... no matter what she feels. My surviving mom has a broken heart that time won't ever heal.