Spiritual Journeys #2 |
A Flower In Her Hair |
Marie777 Member
since 2007-01-30
Posts 93MI. |
She sat there with a flower Gently in her hair, She was so tall to me So splendid and so fair. Then one day I noticed As she was walking by, No longer was she taller I too was reaching high. One day as she slipped the bread In past the oven door, That gray was showing timely Pure brown it was no more. Jack Benny of years ago Stopped counting at thirty-nine, But she choose to stop right there And instead go back in time. A time when ears could hear And voice was sweet and mild, A time when she saw beauty The time I was a child. Someday mother I will see you When Jesus comes once more, You'll be splendid tall and fair As we walk past heaven's door. She sat there with a flower Gently in her hair, She'd been so tall to me So splendid and so fair. by, Marie D. Glass Author's Comments: "How we wait Lord for the day we can see our loved ones whole again." |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
You've written a very sentimental and well written poem. I understand that we will (we will) have Glorified bodies when we reach Heaven, but it seems to me (because of what you've written here) that when you meet your Mother once again up there and if you see her just as you've remembered... ...all would still be just fine. God bless, -Bob |
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Marie777 Member
since 2007-01-30
Posts 93MI. |
I will indeed be very glad to see her on that day when Jesus returns to take us home. We will have glorified bodies, but the Bible says we will know one another. So that is what I am going by. God bless, Marie |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Big Smiles. What I was trying to say, I guess in a round about way, was that, from what you have written about your Mother, she certainly appeared to live a very good life and that she left a very good impression with you and I believe that this is very very commendable. God bless, -Bob |
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Marie777 Member
since 2007-01-30
Posts 93MI. |
Ah! Well, I wish I could say that was true. My mother is tall and she is 87 now. She has some mental problems and always has. But when I wrote the poem I think that I was dreaming of a mother that would be so nice to have, and one that I will have in heaven. Healed, beautiful in the Lord and with a gentle flower in her hair. I also have a daughter I take care of that is Mentally ill. How I pray for the Lord to come so all the pain and suffering will be over. For that day I do go on, for we are promised a wonderful tomorrow and we are here for only a little while. Marie Hugs, |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Marie~ Your love and faith show so brightly in your pennings~ Blessings be to you~ *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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Lighthousebob Member Elite
since 2000-06-14
Posts 4725California |
Your poem brings so much more meaning to me now that you've expounded here and I do love your impression of your Mother as seen in Heaven... ...splendid tall and fair...with a flower gently in her hair... Beautiful! -Bob |
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Marie777 Member
since 2007-01-30
Posts 93MI. |
Thank you both so much. Glory be to our Lord Jesus. Marie Hugs, |
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RavenSmith Member
since 2007-03-02
Posts 53Oregon |
I really liked this poem. Just the vision of all you were saying. It is strange to see our loved ones growing older and we no longer children. Roles switching, flooded with memories. Its definitely one of those, wow time goes by but I remember you baking bread. I like the sensory I had when reading this one. Thank you! ~Best Regards,Raven Smith |
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Marie777 Member
since 2007-01-30
Posts 93MI. |
Thank you!... for your kind remarks. I'm glad that it was a good experience for you to read it. Marie Hugs, |
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