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 Please Ask

                           Someone asked me about
                                        you today
                             It's been so long since
                             anyone has done that.
                            It felt so good to talk
                                       about you,
                       To share my memories of you,
                                To simply say your
                                    name outloud.
                           She asked me if I minded
                                    talking about
                            What happened to you..
                                Or would it be too
                             painful to speak of it.
                               I told her i think of
                                      it every day
                        And speaking about it helps
                                    me to release
                           The tormented thoughts
                              whirling around in my
                                            head.
                                She said she never
                                  realized the pain
                             would last this long...
                            She apologized for not
                                    asking sooner.
                                       I told her
                               "Thanks for asking."
                              I don't know if it was
                                         curiosity
                         Or concern that made her
                                             ask,
                             But told her, "Please
                              do it again sometime..
                                           Soon."

                                  Barbara Taylor Hudson

When Tommorrow Starts Without Me

When tomorrow starts without me
And I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes
All filled with tears for me.
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today;
While thinking of the many things
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me ...
As much as I love you;
And each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too.

But when tomorrow starts without me
Please try to understand,
That an angel came and called my name
And took me by the hand.
She said my place was ready
In heaven far above;
And that I'd have to leave behind,
All those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye;
For all my life, I'd always thought
                                            I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much yet to do;
It seemed almost impossible,
That I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad;
I thought of all the love we shared,
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday
Just even for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
And maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized
That this could never be;
For emptiness and memories
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things
I might miss come tomorrow;
I thought of you, and when I did,
My heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates
I felt so much at home;
When God looked down and smiled at me
                                               From His great golden throne.
He said, "This is eternity
And all I've promised you;
Today your life on earth is past,
But here it all starts anew."

"I promise no tomorrow,
But today will always last;
And since each day's the same day,
There's no longing for the past."
"But you have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true;
Though at times you did do things,
You knew you shouldn't do."

"But you have been forgiven
And now at last you're free;
So won't you take my hand
And share my life with me?"
So when tomorrow starts without me,
Don't think we're far apart ...
For every time you think of me,
I'm right here ... in your heart.

~ David M. Romano ~
                                         Copyright © 1993
 

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