Google assembled these gerat pictures
A poem...
When you go
When you go
who will
I laugh with?Cry with?
tell jokes with?
When you go
who will
hold me? cajole me? make me laugh?
Will I be able to
kiss you goodbye?
Or only kiss
Your coffin
You have been
My right side
Mother's glory
Daddy's wisdom
You always
guided us...
Why does God need you?
5 comments:
Lovely poem, brought a tear to my eye. But then I have faith I'll see Mom again someday...someday soon.
Hugs,
Sugar
I've thought that myself when my Nanny (grandmother) died almost 20 years ago. Still miss her sooooo much! De
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That is a good poem. I am coming up on the one year mark of loosing my dad.
Kelli
http://journals.aol.com/kamdghwmw/noonmom
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