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Dearest Mommy,
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 wake each morning
but feeling content and serene,
know that I was with you...filling your night with thoughts of me.
When you linger in the remnant pain,
wholeness seeming so unfamiliar,
think of me and know I am with you touching
through the sacred tears of a gentle friend...easing the pain.
As the sunrise illuminates the desert sky
in the breathtaking glory, awaken your spirit.
Think of our time together, all too brief, but ever brilliant.
When you were certain of your destiny
know that God created that moment in time...just for US.
Dearest Mommy, I am always with you.
Love,
Timothy Michael
~WHAT MAKES A MOTHER...
I thought of you and closed my eyes
And prayed to God today.
I asked what makes a mother
And I know I heard him say...
A mother has a baby
This we know is true.
But God can you be a mother
When your baby is not with you?
Yes, you can he replied,
With confidence in his voice.
I give many women babies
When they leave is not their choice.
Some I send for a lifetime
And others for a day.
And some I send to feel your womb.
But there is no need to stay.
I just don't understand this, God.
I want my baby here.
He took a breath and cleared his throat
And then I saw a tear.
I wish I could show you
What your child is doing today.
If you could see your child's smile,
Playing with the other children
And hear him say.....
"We go to Earth to learn our lessons
Of love, life and fear.
My mommy loved me oh so much
I got to come straight here.
I feel so lucky to have a Mom
Who had so much love for me
I learned my lesson very quickly
My mommy set me free.
I miss my mommy oh so much
But I visit her each day.
When she goes to sleep
On her pillow's where I lay.
I stroke her hair and kiss her cheek
And whisper in her ear,
"Mommy, don't be sad today
I'm your baby and I am here."
~MY MOM IS A SURVIVOR...
My mom is a survivor, so I've heard it said.
But I 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 disquise.
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 forever more.
But, I know that doesn't help her 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.
~Author Kaye Des'Ormeaux~
 
"A Butterfly lights beside us like a sunbeam.
And for a brief moment,
It's glory and beauty belong to our world.
But then it flies on again,
And though we wished it could have stayed,
We feel so lucky to have seen it."
Thankyou for another wonderful gift Florence...
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