Mom

Snow, heavy on the trees, sparkles in pure beauty,
Carpeting the ground in a blanket of peace.
In the quietness of nature so many memories of you surface,
I know you are in a better place, free from pain.
I visit Dad in the nursing home, now 90 years old,
And I know there are things far worse then death.
I miss you so. When the beauty of our world is
Taken from us it leaves an emptiness that nothing fills.
How can it be thirteen years since you have gone home.
Some days it is forever and other days it is just yesterday,
Since I held you in my arms in a good-bye hug.
Returning to my own home not realizing I would not
See you alive again. How blessed we were that we had
Time together, alone, to share, to grow, to help me adjust.
How poorly I adjusted to you being gone. How I have
Had to grow and find something that is forever.
Someone always there for me. Someone that I can count on,
Who will not leave or turn on me in anger or cruelty,
Like those of this world can so easily do.
You have helped me “rise above my pain” and stand strong.
I thank God for you and the example of His love you filled
Me with before you went. I love and appreciate the deep and
Meaningful positive of this world and look for it in others.
I am so glad I had it with you Mom. For love
Bonded in life, shall dwell in the folds of ones heart and,
In the recesses of ones mind. That death cannot touch or
Break or remove until the very ends of time.
I visit your grave and tell you all my news.
The peace of the cemetery heavy with winters
Beauty, reminds me, God is in control.
He has a plan and a purpose for each of us.
He knows the very heart of us.




Love you and miss you………..
Helen

January 19th 2002
In memory of my mom, Mary Gertrude Spears (Caudle) who went home to be with our Lord and Saviour January 28th 1989 approx 2:30 pm