To All The Mothers Who No Longer Have A Child With Them On Mother's Day: "In His Hands"
This is My Poem For You
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To All The Mothers Who No Longer Have A Child With Them On Mother's Day
In His Hands
You carried your child,
Made plans so wild,
Colored big dreams
Forever seen.
Every smile is etched,
Your gut is wretched,
Seeing those eyes
Made ladybug pies.
Her gorgeous face,
His gallant grace,
The way she dressed,
Things said in jest.
Such silent walls,
No voice that calls.
No plans, no hope,
Simply trying to cope.
God has me now,
He kept His vow.
Pure love I know,
And you will go.
So pick up sticks,
Lay those bricks.
You taught me how,
So do them now.
Your time will come,
My only Mum.
Together we'll be
For eternity.
Cling to God's love,
It's not just above.
It's in your heart,
Never to part.
That's where I am.
With God's Own Lamb.
Find me anew,
Inside of you.
Love,
Your Child
In the Hands of God
I am blessed to still have my children, but one of my most vivid and heart-rending memories was sitting with my mother and grandmother the day after we lost my father. He was 68 at the time and the last surviving of Mammaw's 3 children. By that time she had, also, been a widow for 66 years. A woman of few words, she said "all my babies are gone". I so hope that this poem brings some comfort to mothers like my Mammaw. The tie is forever.
Beautiful! Happy mothers day, Margaret! Sending love..