Where Have You Gone?

© by LilyByStarlight *

It's been twelve years now, since you have left us all.
Still not a day goes by that I don't miss your call.
We never got along that well through my teenage years.
But when I needed you, you were always near.
You helped me through some hard times, we were the best of friends.
Just when we were closer than we have ever been.
God called you home.
I felt so alone.
Never would you get to see, the grandchildren given to you by me.
I miss you Mom, more than words can say.
It doesn't get any easier with each passing day.
The sorrow I feel is still very real.
When will this pain ever heal?
I miss your words, I miss your face.
Without you hear, my life seems out of place.
You left with me, your words so wise.
Forgive me if I start to cry.
I never realized how much you would mean to me.
Now that you are gone, I finally see.
Someday Mom, I only hope and pray.
We will meet again one day.
   
In loving memory of Margaret Catherine McCloskey-Fritz-Kellander

 

   September

 

    September was cold that year.
    As I stood in sorrow
    and bid you a silent adieu,
    my tears became a stinging reminder
    you would not rise with the sun
    from this night's slumber.
    And in my grief my heart ached
    at the thought of you lying still,
                       lifeless.
    How unlike you
    
    The single red rose was clutched
    tightly in my hand and I kissed it
    before tossing it gently to where you lay.
    The clouds became dark
    and the autumn winds blew stronger,
    drying any remaining trace of tears.
    I turned and walked away, thinking
    how cold September was that year.

Poem by Monica written for her father Michael E. Stinich

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Just Daddy and Me

Wrapped within his tenderness
My heart will feel his glow
Bursting with all joyfulness
This love I always know

Arms so strong that lift me up
So safe within his care
Reaching for the greatest heights
God's answer to a prayer

Precious times together
His love was always bound
Love that reached out endlessly
Upon my soul was crowned

Warmth and understanding
The kindness always there
A man for every season
With so much love to share

My childhood dreams are woven
Each memory entwined
Within the arms of so much love
Life's meaning now defined

Love beyond tomorrow's
Within my heart is sowed
The gift of Father's wisdom
Through love that was bestowed.

~ ©Francine Pucillo2001 ~

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from Fran to use it for the purpose of giving comfort to others only!

Please do NOT copy it for any reason!!

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In memory of my father!

 

HONORED LEGACY

 

A wispy breeze feathers my hair.

A scent of honeysuckle perfumes the air.

I follow the slow pace of my memory,

Honeysuckle, dirt roads, you and my legacy.

 

Your Hippocratic Oath wholeheartedly taken,

Bound your family to a life - unwittingly forsaken.

You and your family were at the mercy of the sick.

"Compassion for others" was our chosen edict.

 

Honeysuckle, dirt roads and you, often stir my memories,

Of small farmhouses, shacks and grateful families.

Weaving your healing touch into their life tapestry,

You always gave them dignity in this sacred mystery.

 

Your spoken oath charted our life history,

Living as strangers, we traveled a fatherless journey.

Our souls now healed by this defined reality,

This lonely journey blessed us with an Honored Legacy!

 

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