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I watched you slip away and I wanted to keep you here.
I held you and in your pain and suffering,
I knew I had to let you go to HIM.
HE called your name and you walked peacefully into the light,
and as HE reached down from HIS throne and lifted you up,
you walked through the gate.
HIS peace and comfort consumed you and you saw the face of GOD.
Your suffering on earth is done.....your todays are forever.
No yesterdays, no tomorrows and no sorrows.
Your spirit is finally free.....why do I weep....
I feel your spirit rise.
There is no end for you...
only a beginning that springs eternal.
I see you smile, HE is beside you.
You are now and forever free of life's bonds and clothed in....
HIS eternal grace.
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“When I Get To Heaven”
As I walked to her bedroom door, I paused to wipe a tear.
I had to stay strong, God would take her soon, this
child that I loved so.
Dawn was breaking as I stood at her door, frozen in
time. I gazed upon this child, hoping this moment
would never end.
As she lay there quietly, my emotions overwhelmed me,
this beautiful child of only six, she didn’t understand life, death, Heaven. eternal life.
I wanted her to stay, I wanted to take her place.
I wanted to pretend nothing was wrong ….going back in my mind, to before she was sick, and remembering, wishing, hoping..and yet knowing I had to let God take her home.
As I started to walk in her room, I stopped, as I saw her tiny hands fold
in prayer.
Her voice, so soft, so quiet she began to pray.
“Jesus, when I get to Heaven, will Mommy and Daddy
be there, will they be happy to see me, and will they
hug me when I get there, will my puppy be there and
will my toys be there too, will there be music, and do I get to see Grandma and Grandpa again and oh I almost forgot to ask, will everybody love each other, thank you, Jesus, Amen”
Tears streaming down ….
I walked to her bedside, and held her close as she smiled and closed her eyes.
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"A Soldier"
He gives his all.
With honor, for his country, his flag, his God, his family.
No questions.
No reservations.
He bears the cost with honor, and with his last breath, he pays.
A soldiers creed, "honor".... runs deep within his heart and soul.
As his journey leads him into harms way, he cares not for himself,
but only for his duty, ....he carries on, with strength and courage,
never looking back.
He thinks of all the soldiers that served before him, and the ones
who will follow after he is gone.
A soldier....the young man not old enough to buy a beer, but old enough to die for his country.
A soldier....the officer, his courage keeps him returning to fight battles,
over and over.
A soldier.... rich or poor, it doesn't matter here.
They are all brothers, one together, bonded, the same.
He doesn't do it for the glory, the money, the reward, or fame.
There is none to mention.
Few know he's here, and if he doesn't make it home, not many even
know his name.
He misses his family, and tries not to feel the heart ache. Some of his brothers have no one waiting. No one.
He sees many of his brothers suffer, bleed and die, and he holds their hands
and closes their eyes. He has to stay strong. He is a soldier. A tear will fall.
He wonders if he will make it home untouched by the nightmare that has become his world.
A soldier, willing to die for his country, and his flag, and to keep it forever free.
Whatever it takes. Whatever the sacrifice. No limits.
A long day, one of many, he doesn't count the days. He counts the brothers he has lost. The only comfort, the prayer of the chaplains voice from somewhere in the night.
He stops for a moment to readjust his gear and rifle, and looks up into the night sky. Rapid gunfire, smoke, shouting and moaning are all around him, yet the sky is lit with the most beautiful stars.
He sees the courage of the young women fighting beside him, their faces torn with anguish. He hears them crying in the night . They long for their children, their home, yet they sacrifice it all, for love of country. The nurses, the medics, soldiers as one, together…making the ultimate sacrifice, and they wonder, will anyone remember?
Suddenly he knows, he sees, his mind wanders…
He is going home.... the flag is draped over him.
A VISION.
Will that be his reality, as it had been for so many of his brothers, or
will he live, only to return home so damaged never to be whole again?
He pushes on, through the darkness, into the fight.
He does whatever is asked of him, fearless, to the end.
A soldier, a man of honor, and loyalty.
To the end . No complaints. No conditions.
He gives 100% and asks for nothing in return.
A soldier never lets his country down.
He will be there to serve and protect this country.
Always.
God,
Please don't ever let this country forget that a soldier is,
ALWAYS a HERO,
NEVER to be forgotten, forsaken, or let down.
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"Soar Now"
Soar now among angels and rest in God's arms,
free from this world, suffer no more .
Walk in the light and feel the warmth of God's love.
No pain, no worry, you are truly free of earth's bonds.
Soar Now
Your spirit is one with God, and from on high,
may angels comfort you.
Because of you, this world is a better place.
You made life better,
You made people better.
You were a special blessing on this earth .
You brought happiness, joy, love and laughter
as only you could bring.
We look up and we see you in the heavens!
Your face, your smile..... God is beside you.
Your spirit and soul are at peace,
and you are forever free to soar.
SOAR NOW!
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"THE MAN"
The world lost a friend the day he passed away,
for he was special on this earth.....his example every day.
You didn't have to know him well to see the man within,
he was a gift................and you knew it right away.
A man of peace and comfort... ....and not a lot to say.
You saw it in "the man".....a candle burning bright.
He said it with his spirit, and with his untold love...
You didn't ever question how much he had to give.
You knew he gave his all...that's just the way he lived,
his best to all who knew him, as only he could be.
You saw it in 'the man"... a candle burning bright.
He lived his life with honor...you knew him to be true.
You didn't need to hear his words, to know he valued you.
Such a man is hard to lose...for he was ever true,
and letting go of him... the hardest thing to do.
You close your eyes and see him, his candle ever bright...
he gently takes your hand... and you hear him as he whispers
on the wind, he hasn't really gone away.
You still see "the man"........
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"HE CAME DOWN FROM HEAVEN TO TAKE YOU HOME"
Kneeling at your bedside, I held your hand and wept...
I cried for you to stay.....and as I stroked your hair,
I begged HIM to take me... and to leave you here....
your life a new beginning, and my life already spent.
I saw your pain, the suffering and fear, and I asked HIM why..
Time stood still... and in a moment in time....I heard the angels sing.
and I felt HIM there beside you, .... you were not alone.
"HE CAME DOWN FROM HEAVEN TO TAKE YOU HOME"
Your pain and fear became an ember, no more for you to bear, and
as you turned to me and smiled, there was peace and comfort there.
You saw HIS face and your tears were tears of joy...
your tiny hand slipped from mine, and I held you tight...
you closed your eyes and whispered on the wings of an angel...
"Daddy, don't cry... I saw Jesus......
"HE CAME DOWN FROM HEAVEN JUST TO TAKE ME HOME"
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"SHE WAITS"
The face in the mirror is wrinkled and old,
yet it reflects youth and beauty and stories untold.
Her grey hair so thin, the lashes so light,
the body so frail, her chin held so slight..........
Her eyes shine with hope...... maybe today.
She reflects on her life.... her past, was it just yesterday?
Her children, her home, her family.... all gone now...
Memories are her world now... she holds on tight.
She remembers, and she smiles.
She waits.....she hopes.
Her body weak..... her heart aches
her mind can't forget, and she whispers.
"WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN THAT I LOVE SO,
DON'T THEY REMEMBER ME, DON'T THEY KNOW?
THEY PUT ME IN HERE BECAUSE I AM OLD,
I DON'T UNDERSTAND, BUT SO I'VE BEEN TOLD."
She waits by the window... and day becomes night.
Alone in her room, her smile masks the pain.
She wheels to her bedside, and her eyes fill with tears,
she weeps..... and in the dim light.....her smile fades
SHE WAITS.
NO ONE SEES, NO ONE KNOWS, NO ONE HEARS.
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Bruised and battered, her face a mask of fear, she ran into the night,
away from evil, and the man who would take her life.
Her pain and anguish hidden in the darkness as she ran... her heart pounding.....her breath visible in the cold night air.
She found a place to hide... and there, she knelt down in the deep brush
and waited.
She cried softly as she felt her baby move.
She wondered, would GOD save her and her unborn child from the madness,
or would he find her first, and drag her back for "more"....
she tasted blood and tears, her lip swollen and cut... she crouched lower into the bushes... afraid, and trembling.
She said a silent prayer, "God, please don't let him be the victor, for his hands are tools of evil, used to hurt the innocent...his heart is filled with darkness.
Let me be the victor, and let my baby live, and keep him from me now and forever".....
She finished her prayer, and wiped at her eyes... suddenly she heard footsteps in the gravel road near her... she shook uncontrollably.. as she held her breath.....the footsteps became softer.... she watched from the bushes, as he searched for her, cursing.......not finding her...
until at last he was gone.
Yes, she was truly the Victor........ he was the defeated one.
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LONELINESS…..
DID YOU FOLLOW ME HERE… OR WERE YOU SO DEEP WITHIN ME THAT I COULD NEVER TRULY BE FREE OF YOU, NEVER KNOW LIFE WITHOUT YOU.
I MOVED. A NEW START. YET, I FEEL YOU. EMPTINESS. A NEW LIFE, NEW THINGS TO FILL THE VOID. IT NEVER WORKS. YOU ARE ALWAYS THERE, HAUNTING ME….A SMALLER PLACE TO SURROUND MY THOUGHTS. A NEW PLAN TO RID MYSELF OF YOU AND THE VACANT FEELINGS THAT DWELL WITHIN ME. MY MIND SEEKS THAT PEACE THAT IS SO ELUSIVE, THE TRANQUILITY. IF ONLY FOR A MOMENT. LONESOME, LONELY. NO ONE KNOWS MY PAIN. YOU NEVER GO AWAY. WHEN DID YOU CONSUME ME.
THE ACHING. THE SADNESS. LOOKING OUT WINDOWS…STARING. WONDERING…. WAS IT ALWAYS THIS WAY? WERE YOU ALWAYS HERE WITHIN ME. I PRETEND ALL IS WELL. I LIVE MY LIFE IN THIS NEVER ENDING VOID WITH YOU. I AM THE PRETENDER. NO ONE KNOWS.
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Time
Did we think that time would always there for us?
An infinite amount of time to use as we please.
Never counting time.....and never thinking it would end
Did we ever doubt that someday time would be our elusive enemy....
something that we could not buy, slow down....or standstill.
Youth, so innocent...did we ever want time to slowdown!
No time enemies there......
We would live forever...always enough time to do everything we wanted.
Time played a trick.....
Life passes, days, weeks, months and years, so fleeting now .
No time. What happened to yesterday?
Tomorrows are few, and yesterdays many.
Youth was a protector, always offering up time, so much time
Starting school, leaving home for the day, making new friends,
and learning to be independent.
That Christmas when all I wanted for Christmas was "my two front teeth"...
It took so long to get those new teeth!
High school, football games, and dating. Special friends that last a lifetime.
Each milestone waiting anxiously, thinking it would never come, waiting waiting,
16, a drivers license, it took way too long.
Birthday cake didn't matter that year!
A trip to the DMV, that was the only thing that mattered!
Graduation, and 18... why did it take so long.. independence was right around that corner, which was an eternity, the corner was elusive, and each day seemed like a year, waiting, waiting.
My first job, my first apartment.
So many firsts.
21!
Waiting for this day... finally it arrived!
The night to celebrate! Friends, laughter, and fun!
Never ending time to do what I wanted to do.
Getting married. It finally, happened! Just when I thought
this would never happen to me! The ceremony... so beautiful...
and the beginning of my life, with the love of my life.
The birth of my child. A beautiful miracle.
I would never be the same. Nothing would ever be as special or as
important as this moment. Love I had never known.
Kindergarten already? The day my child started school, I cried. A happy day, and a sad day. Letting go. Maybe time DOES move along.
30 years old, I feel older, but not old.
School years, went by in a whirlwind of activities and fun times.
I watched as my children grew into a young and independent adults.
So fast go the years.
Graduation days, special days....no I am not ready yet!
I cry. Where did the years go? I am not ready. I need more "time"....
My days are not as full now , but I spend more time with my parents. I see them getting "old", and I realize I am next in line to "get old"..
I am not sure that time is going slow enough for me now!
Christmases come and go. Birthdays that seem to take years to arrive are now on the "fast track"...
I think they arrive every month now,...not every 12 months!
Weddings, and celebrations, and life moved along.
Suddenly, I am a Grandmother!
I am so happy, yet so surprised, it can't be!
I am only in my 50's!
My Grandparents pass away, and I miss them so...there were so many things I wanted to do with them, now there is no time.
My Father is frail now, a once strong, young man.
My Mother struggles to remember who I am.
When I realize she doesn't know my name....I cry
Am I forever lost to her...
Will I have enough time to spend with them before they are gone?
My 65th birthday, and I am not sure how I got to this age so quickly, but thankful for the years and the blessings.
Social Security, Medicare and so many things I thought were for
"old people"....is the joke on me?
Great birthday cake , I can enjoy it, and I don't need to worry about how
much I weigh!
How do I look
(I look old, that's how I look)
How do I feel?
I still feel young, in an old body, Lol!
Yes, amazing how I morphed into an "old person, without even trying!
Time.... that thing I cannot buy, or borrow.
Not one extra minute is available to anyone.
My own mortality stares me in the face as I look in the mirror and my dark
hair is now silver, my face lined with wrinkles of age, and my body aches and "says".... it is tired. There are sags in new places everyday. I would work out, ....but I don't have time.
Family and love abounds in my life and I am indeed blessed,
but these days ......
We have no time to talk.
Maybe someday.
Maybe someday.
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