Mother Dearest Poem by Elaine Oxamendi Vicet

For Shaunna Kay, one of my students who lost her Mom...

Mother Dearest

How we miss you and we often weep.
Although we know that your arms embrace
us whenever we sleep.

Sleep, you are asleep now
and though your earthly journey is over.
We know God has you on some heavenly mission
That must somehow stretch across and through
and here touch the life of someone and thus, renew.

I bet you He sends you
to that lonely boy or girl in a hospice to keep.

I bet you He sends you to hold their hands
and take them over to the Promised land.

I bet you, He knows,
As this was always His plan.

Life on this planet,
This earthly plane
Has simply not been the same;
Since that time when we had those talks, walks or
just those special looks that we used to share.
Life on this planet, earthly plane has simply
Mother Dearest not been the same.

But I bet, He knows that we will meet again.
I bet He knows that we will pull through.
I bet, He knows for He has ordered it to be so!
I just bet you;
For I know He knows!

So goodnight Mother Dearest
Til we meet again;
For our time of meeting we know not how or when
But I bet He knows
So we know that this is not the end.

March 6 2009,2: 45pm