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I Want You To Know (Re-write) |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA 
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Briefly, I wrote this poem for my family so that it would help them heal over the death of my Grandma. I was very close to my Grandma and paid close attention to her relationship between her four children, and so, I was able to write this poem accurately. ~I WANT YOU TO KNOW~ My dear, Deborah, my first born, the most beautiful baby girl that I have ever laid eyes upon, you grew into an extraordinary woman, whenever you read Winnie The Pooh, think of me and you, when you were once the young girl with auburn hair in my arms, my little Debbo, forever loving you I want you to know, Jennifer, my second child, that your humour and your spirit brought tears of joy to my once tired old eyes, and filled my empty walls with laughter, thank you for my Jason, my second grandchild, I have found in you a daughter and a forever friend, I will always be your Mrs. Beautiful, my fiery Jen-Jen You must know, Laura, my third baby girl, that although I rarely told you in life, I am so very proud of you, and of what you have become, you grew into a beautiful, strong, intelligent woman, you gave me my first grandchild, my Melissa. And, when the rain falls softly upon your sweet face, it is a proud mother's tears from Heaven, for you, my Laurie Dorie I need for you to know, Christopher, my last child, you were the miracle that I had hoped for, my precious baby boy with blond hair and dancing green eyes, you gave me Brittany, my last grandchild, know that I am proud of your creativity, your intelligence and your lively spirit, always, my man-child, my little Chrissy I know that you miss me, but, please dry your eyes, for, I am not gone I am the cool breeze on a fresh Spring day, I am a glorious rainbow at the end of a storm, I am a breathtaking sunset with colours divine, and the waking sunrise, greeting you in early morn I am the golden rays of light that fall from the heavens, I am a fragrant rose, of scarlet red, I am the gentle laughter that prances in the wind, and the lovely visions that dance in a poet's head For, I will never leave you, my children. Death ends a life on earth, but not a relationship, you will always be mine, and I, your mother, forevermore. Heaven does have a phone number, just think of me, and I will hear your heart's song, and I shall answer you, softly, in your dreams I know that you miss me, but, please dry your eyes, my pain has left me, realize that I am finally home, this, I want you to know Love, Mum (Phyllis) xoxo *By Melissa Phyllis Monette* aka- Melissa Honeybee The beauty of poetry gives me wings to fly |
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Sudhir Iyer Member Ascendant
since 2000-04-26
Posts 6943Mumbai, India : now in Belgium |
Melissa, you have made her proud by a touching poem... very excellent feelings and you sure must have been close to her for you have painted such a vivdly realistic picture... Thanks for sharing, sudhir |
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Honeybee Member Ascendant
since 1999-12-26
Posts 5372Ontario, CANADA |
Sudhir, thank you very much for your kind reply. When I showed this poem to my Mom and my Aunt Jenny they cried and loved it  Take care, Melissa Honeybee The beauty of poetry gives me wings to fly |
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