Mom died
yesterday.
And I just don't know how to say goodbye
today.
What will I say to people who will kindly come
tomorrow?
Our last time together is the funeral
the next day.
I have no words
for all the days to come without her.
Love will have to be my voice
for the years that yet be,
'till we talk again
in eternity.
Perhaps death is but
the last lie
this old world whispers
into fading human ears... until,
the only sound to be found
is the singing of the dream of God,
come true.
I don't know how to say goodbye.
I cannot find the words to speak;
I can only hear,
"The funeral is NOT the last time
you two shall meet."
- The strength of love is the Voice
with the final say...
These days without mom will end.
We shall meet again.
My condolence Smoky…read my poem “Gone Home To Be With The Lord” and I pray that it will comfort you in some way. May you feel God’s love surrounding you.
smoky, i find the middle stanza lovely. a little over a week ago was the one-year anniversary of the passing of our older son, so i relate to this wondering, hold on to jesus' proof and promise of life that rises when the tents of our bodies have served their purpose. -glen
Sorry you are writing your poem about such a sad time. But I know your mother wouldn't want you grieving a lot for her absence because she loved you. So grieve some yes, and then celebrate how wonderful it was when you were together and that she was your mother. Take care Mr. Smoky Hoss.
Very sensitively written. I still miss my Mom, Smoky. And I am glad I do, because that means she'd still in my everyday life instead of being 14 years gone. I've no words of wisdom for you, just a heart full of compassion.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
So tender and loving- -she must have lived in such bliss knowing her son loved her so. Beautiful and dignified yet the pain was so close to the surface in this. God bless you and keep you- you are such a good son and this must surely be an honor to your Mother in heaven