This page is a continuance of the first page. I always seem to find so many poems that just touch my heart. I would love to hear any of the poems that are special to you. I also hope that these poems find a place in your heart.
Index
My Mom Is A Survivor ~~ Dear Mommy ~~Precious Child Remembered
A Message from Heaven ~~ In The Light ~~ Don't Mourn For Me ~~
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.
Kaye Des'Ormeaux
When you wonder
the meaning of life and love
Know that I am with you.
Close your eyes and feel
me kissing you
In the gentle breeze across your cheek.
When you begin to doubt
that
you shall ever see me again,
Quiet your mind and hear me.
I am in the whisper of the
heavens
Speaking of your love.
When you lose your identity,
When you question
who you are,
and where you are going,
Open your heart and see me.
I am the
twinkle in the stars
smiling down upon you,
Lighting the path for your journey.
When
you awaken each morning
not remembering your dreams,
But feeling content and serene
Know
that I am with you
Filling your nights with thoughts of me.
When you linger in
the remnant pain,
Wholeness seeming so unfamiliar,
Think of me.
Know that I
am with you
Touching you through shared tears
of a gentle friend
Easing the pain
.
As the sunrise illuminates the desert sky
In that breathtaking brilliance,
awaken
your spirit.
Think of our time together,
all too brief, but ever brilliant.
When
you are certain of us together,
When you are certain of your destiny,
Know that God
created that moment
in time, just for us.
I am with you always.
Joanne
Cacciatore
My angel in the
sky,
who comes to me in dreams at night.
You left me without a single word,
but
when I close my eyes,
your voice is heard.
Telling me you'll be alright,
that
you're not scared,
you're in the light.
And now whenever I need you near,
I
close my eyes and you appear.
He's my angel in the sky,
who comes to me in dreams at
night.
To let me know that he's alright,
he's with God,
he's in the light.
(Tanya
Kendall)
In The Light
A shadow of joy flickered; it is me.
I told you I
wouldn't leave.
My spirit is with you.
My memories, my thoughts are
imbedded deep
in your heart.
I still love you.
Do not for one moment think
that you have
been abandoned.
I am in the Light.
In the corner,
in
the hall,
the car,
the yard --
these are the places I stay with you.
My
spirit rises every time you pray for me,
but my energy comes closer to you.
Love
does not diminish,
it grows stronger.
I am the feather that finds you in the
yard,
the dimmed light that grows brighter
in your mind,
I place our memories
for you to see.
We lived in our special way,
a way that now has its focus changed.
I
still crave your understanding and
long for the many words of prayer
and good
fortune for my soul.
I am in the Light.
As you struggle
to adjust without me,
I watch silently.
Sometimes I summon up all the strength
of
my new world
to make you notice me.
Impressed by your grief,
I try to impress my
love
deeper into your consciousness.
As you should,
I call out to the Heavens
for help.
You should know that the fountain of youth
does exist.
My soul is
now healthy.
Your love sends me new found energy.
I am adjusting to this new world.
I
am with you and I am in the Light.
Please don't feel bad that you can't see me.
I
am with you wherever you go.
I protect you,
just as you protected me so many times.
Talk
to me and somehow I will
find a way to answer you.
Mother, father, son or daughter
it
makes no difference.
Brother, sister, lover,
husband or wife, it makes no
difference.
Whatever our connection-friend or even foe-
I see you with my new
eyes.
I am learning to help wherever you are,
where ever I am needed.
This can be
done because I am in the Light.
When you feel
despair, reach out to me.
I will come.
Our love for you truly does
transcend
from Heaven to Earth.
Finish your life with the enthusiasm and zest
that you had
when we were together
in the physical sense.
You owe this to me, but more
importantly,
you owe it to yourself.
Life continues for both of us.
I am with
you because I love you
and I am in the Light.
Mother, please
don't mourn for me;
I'm still here, though you don't see.
I'm right by your side
each
night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone
but I'm always near
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free,
but
I'll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I'll never
wander out of your sight--
I'm the brightest star
on a summer night.
I'll never
be beyond your reach--
I'm the warm moist sand
when you're at the beach.
I'm the colorful
leaves
when fall comes around,
And the pure white snow
that blankets the ground.
I'm
the beautiful flowers
of which you're so fond--
The clear cool water in a quiet
pond.
I'm the first
bright blossom
you'll see in the spring;
The first warm raindrop
that April will
bring.
I'm the first ray of light
when the sun starts to shine,
And you'll see
that
the face in the moon is mine.
When you start
thinking
there's no one to love you,
You can talk to me
through the Lord above
you.
I'll whisper my answer
through the leaves on the trees,
And you'll feel my
presence
in the soft summer breeze.
I'm the hot
salty tears
that flow when you weep
And the beautiful dreams
that come while you
sleep.
I'm the smile you see on baby's face.
Just look for me, Mommy,
I'm
everyplace !
Gentle
Wisdom comes from learning.
Oh we learn more each day.
When people ask how we cope with our loss,
our wisdom echoes in what we say.
It
wasn't very long ago when
I heard one woman say to another.
"How do you cope with such a tragic loss"?
Tears then stained the cheeks of the mother.
At
first she didn't answer the woman.
For she stood there and cried.
"Oh I know this is killing you," the woman said,
"but in time the pain will subside."
The
mother didn't respond to the question.
She wanted to scream out in grief.
Time could never heal her broken heart.
Time can never give her relief.
Yes,
we learn from the wisdom of others;
In time the pain will surely heal.
But to this day the pain hasn't gone away.
So how can anyone know how she feels?
Once
a mother heard the words;
"Your child is in a better place."
Is this wisdom to make her feel better?
Will it wipe the tears from her face?
Words
of wisdom shared from others
make a mother ask the reason why?
When someone tells a heartbroken mother...
"Oh your child wouldn't want you to cry."
Then,
there's the mother who lost her baby
before the child took it's first breath.
There is a void in the heart of any mother
when her child's eye's close in death.
And,
when someone foolishly tells her,
"Oh it's much better this way."
That mother's heart is broken all over again.
By the words of "wisdom" that others say.
How
many times must that mother
feel death's excruciating pain?
Words to ease her misery & heartaches
should be words easy to explain.
Yes,
a mother who feel the empty arms
has a heavy burden to bear.
But what she learns through her tears...
Gentle Wisdom allows her to share.
Kaye Des'Ormeaux
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Last updated 12/22/04
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