In tears we saw you sinking, and watched you pass away.
Our hearts were almost broken, we wanted you to stay.
But when we saw you sleeping, So peaceful, free from pain,
How could we wish you back with us, who suffer that again.
It broke our hearts to lose you, but you did not go alone,
For part of us went with you, the day God took you home.
If roses grow in Heaven, Lord please, pick a bunch for me,
Place them in my Mother's arms and tell her they're from me.
Tell her I love her and miss her, and when she turns to smile,
Place a kiss upon her cheek and hold her for awhile.
Because remembering her is easy, I do it every day,
But there's an ache within my heart that will never go away.
Don't think of her as gone away her journey's just begun
Life holds so many facets this earth is only one
Just think of her as resting from the sorrows and the tears
In a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years
Think how she must be wishing that we could know, today
Now nothing but our sadness can really pass away
And think of her as living in the hearts of those she touched
For nothing loved is ever lost and she is loved so very much.
Anonymous
A beautiful piece. What more can be said?
ReplyDeleteTim, when it comes to mother's - there aren't enough words.
ReplyDeleteLinda!
Tim, when it comes to mother's there are never enough words.
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by - Linda!
Linda, thanks for sharing. I wish I had checked in before now and read this. It is beautiful. This was my first Mother's Day since my mother went home to be with the Lord and it was a little tough.
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