IN LOVING MEMORY OF MOTHER
Random is receiving a late night call
Random is feeling you are in for a great emotional fall
Random is waiting and not knowing what to do
Random is knowing how something can impact all including you
Random is sharing quiet moments with a sibling
Random is being afraid each time you hear the phone ring
Random is taking it day by day
Random is trying to find the right words to say
Random is praying that all will be well
Random is knowing that only time will tell
Random is how very hard it is to wait
Random is feeling you are just awaiting fate
Random is the hope that your prayers will be heard
Random is waiting for that one special word
Random is praying for good news and not bad
Random is trying to stay upbeat and not sad
Random is waiting
Random is praying
Random is hope
Random is many more tomorrows you will be thankful to have
Random is still waiting........
Random is knowing that the wait is now over
Random is having no place to run for cover
Random is the emotional pain you see
Random is support from your brothers and sisters, three
Random is a strong husband with shoulders very wide
Random is using those shoulders to catch your tears when you cry
Random is sitting quietly trying to say goodbye
Random is not succeeding now matter how much you try
Random is being uncertain of the days to come
Random is trying to accept that another's life is done
Random is pain and strife that will she will never again feel
Random is those who are left and trying to deal
Random is knowing the coming days will be filled with tears
Random is being thankful for the time you had, all those years
Random is a loved one who has slipped away
Random is not being able to find the words to say
Random is being thankful for friends (near and far) who have been with you
Random is hearing their supportive words when there is nothing left to do
Random is knowing their words are of care and concern
Random is life and its never ending cycles and changes
Random is trying to accept and deal with all those ranges
Random is taking comfort in knowing she has found peace
Random is knowing you will eventually be together again
Random is knowing that with each beginning there must be an end
Random is knowing that your Father and Mother has found each other once more
Random is so happy for that, but still feeling emotionally tore.....
SUCH beautiful, beautiful hands,
They’re neither white nor small;
And you, I know, would scarcely think
That they were fair at all.
I’ve looked on hands whose form and hue
A sculptor’s dream might be,
Yet are these aged wrinkled hands
Most beautiful to me.
Such beautiful, beautiful hands!
Though heart were weary and sad
These patient hands kept toiling on
That the children might be glad.
I almost weep when looking back
To childhood’s distant day!
I think how these hands rested not
When mine were at their play.
Such beautiful, beautiful hands!
They’re growing feeble now,
And time and pain have left their mark
On hand, and heart and brow.
Alas! Alas! The nearing time–
And the sad, sad day to me,
When ‘neath the daisies, out of sight,
These hands must folded be.
But, oh! Beyond the shadowy lands,
Where all is bright and fair,
I know full well these dear old hands
Will palms of victory bear;
When crystal streams, through endless years,
Flow over golden sands,
And where the old are young again,
I’ll clasp my mother’s hands.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF MY FATHER
I Am Not There...
Do not stand at my grave and weep; I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow; I am a diamond's glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain; I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush, I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds circled in flight.
I am the soft star that shines at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there.
I did not die.
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