Open Poetry #1 |
No Less the Final Thought of Him |
Sunshine
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In ‘88 I took your hand for the final time and asked Him with soft prayer true “Take him Lord, he’s mine” So Dad, no more pain for you. Mom and brother were called away to answer questions of the physician by phone I held your hand and softly prayed then heard a deep voice intone “he is mine now dear child, release your father so dear, My Home is finally his Home now and you have nothing ever to fear.” Looking towards my father’s face the struggle and pain released from within a calmness caressed the careworn brow a man who lived life truly without sin. Thank you Lord for taking him then and giving me strength to do the tasks for the family members who didn’t know that you answered the prayer I asked. You gave me the strength to make the calls and to take in the murmurings kind all in a deep shadow of truth faith and I thank you for taking “mine.” My father comes to me in my dreams with your angels silently by his side usually when I’m at my best in your world and want to share your realm with him wide. For where you’ve put me must be close to your heaven on earth of which I’ve heard a toast and when I walk your carpet fine, and smell the pure clean air I know that You, your Angels, and my Dad are standing with me there. |
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Genea Member
since 1999-06-15
Posts 321USA |
a beautiful tribute :-) |
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Krystal Member
since 1999-06-19
Posts 140Shelton,WA USA |
This is beautiful... I commend you! It really moved me. ------------------ Shannon D. Montgomery ("Krystal") |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
This was not an easy poem for you to write, I'm sure, yet you've paid your respects to your father in a way no other could. This is a lovely poem and I could easily identify with your words. Only a few days after my father died of ALS he appeared to me in a dream, walking again and whole and healthy, and he led me to this man's house where he was staying and said to me, "He's been taking care of me". It was beautiful... the dream was so clear and vivid. It was my father's way of saying he was home again with his Father who had taken care of him and made him whole. |
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elvira Senior Member
since 1999-07-06
Posts 936California |
very touching...Sunshine, thanks for sharing ------------------ Childhood Memories...your countenance...hoarse whispers...My One and Only...Tribute to M.J... serving wench...stolen hours...devotion...Master...apart... |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
Thank you, it's nice to know we're not alone. ------------------ Being paranoid is the biggest reason I'm still around to practice my paranoia. DreamEvil© |
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blueloon Member
since 1999-07-07
Posts 161NY |
My grandfather died in 92 of ALS, His last words were "Sunshine" my nickname as a child. Slightly ironic...your words have touched me. blueloon |
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Lost Dreamer Member Elite
since 1999-06-20
Posts 2464Somewhere near the Rainbow |
Beautifully written. I am sure your Dad is proud of you as he walks beside you each day. |
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Sunshine
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Thank you, everyone, for your kind critiques. As you can see, it took me this long to finally be able to share some words about my loss. He was far too young. He is never far from my heart and mind. He would have applauded you all. ------------------ Sunshine Words will always express our feelings true. ~~~ KRJ Look, then, into thine heart, and write ~~~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow |
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