This will be my last post for awhile. My husband has passed away
So I will concentrate on getting on with my life and writing when I am able.
Honoring Those We Lost on 9/11
The Last Time
The last time I saw you
You were waving goodbye from the drive
I didn’t know that I would
Never see you again-alive
My heart still aches with loneliness
For you all these years later
I still grieve for the could have been
The game nights under the lights
And all of our son’s football wins
His graduation with honors
Trophies and collegiate awards
That you will never see
I will always cry for our daughter
On her wedding day because
You were not there to give her away
The last time she saw you
You were smiling and waving
Goodbye from the drive
She didn’t know that she would
Never see you again-alive
Her heart aches with her loneliness for you
She also grieves for the could have been
As she holds our first grandchild in her arms
She will remember and never forget
So many dear souls gone
So many lost in their maze of grief
So many who smiled as they waved goodbye
From the drive
Not knowing what awaited them
Twins Towers of smoke and fire
Hurdled to the ground
Precious souls we remember
Because now only in our memories
Do you smile and wave at us
From the drive
Showing us for all eternity
Your love and devotion
For the very last time.
Patience and Mercy
Patience and mercy where are you?
I walk as if I have been offended again
I pout as if only I matter
Like a silly child with no thumb
To put into my mouth
Really!!!!
God, this is so me!
You must be tired of me
Always doing this!
No patience! No mercy!
Please forgive me as I need to
Forgive others
Is it as hard for You to forgive me?
To show me patience when I’m childish
To show me Your tender mercies
When I fail
As it is for me to show patience
And mercy towards others?
No, because You forgive and forget!
Your tender mercies are new every morning
Your patience is a never-ending supply
I am so sorry!
‘They’
Who are the ‘they’ we are so fearful of
Do ‘they’ do our dishes or pay our bills?
Are ‘they’ the ones with cruel barbs to destroy
The innocent?
Which ‘they’ have walked our path with us?
Who have ‘they’ lost that broke their heart like us?
Did ‘they’ light up the darkness that engulfed our soul?
Will ‘they’ dry our tears of loneliness and grief?
Will ‘they’ warm the coldness of night
With compassion for the lost?
Are ‘they’ so disillusioned with life that
To pull others under seems the thing to do?
Again I ask: Who are the ‘they we are so
Concerned about?
Do we know who ‘they’ are?
Are ‘they’ us?
Are ‘they’ me?
Sounds like ‘they’ need prayer as do ‘I’.
byheavenslight 