Waterfall

A697D291-44B0-4065-8AE1-53BB613F52D0Three years today
God whisked you away
And I’m still angry
I wasn’t there.
The absence-guilt
Has subsided
To a mere roar,
A background waterfall
The symphony of
Grief-control.
Living subsumes the act
Of missing you
Yet you’re always in my mind,
Always in my thoughts,
Your face embossed
Onto my life,
Still providing
The underpinning,
Making me the best
That I can be
This side of eternity.

Miss you Mam.

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(c) wordz2go Jun 2019

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Thelma Joan Mary’s Rainbows of Hope

We lost my lovely Aunty Joan a couple of weeks ago, on 9th April, my mother’s second oldest sister and a very special aunty.  Aunty Joan was 96, had a very happy life and passed away surrounded by her immediate family in her own bed.  She was mentally alert to the end but her body had had enough and she was ready to go to heaven and see her sisters.   I’ve never know anyone else with her capacity for patience and love for others, I was privileged to be a niece of hers and to have a strong bond with her.  Aunty Joan  loved nothing better than to tell stories about the family and we loved to listen to them time and time again – I wrote this for her last year but added the last verse specially to read at her memorial service.  God bless you Aunty Joan, give Mam a hug from me xxxx

The keeper of stories –
Old enough to know,
With answers to share
And secrets to keep,
Who, in-between sleep,
May divulge a tale or two
Of times gone by.
The keeper dips into
The well of family lore
To bring forth a story
At the end of the rope
Spinning rainbows of hope
Between the clouds
On a rainy day.

The stories are old,
All heard before,
Every word is known,
Yet a joy to hear,
A treat for the ear,
Building memories
To pass on.
Our lives are richer
For the stories heard
The past made present
To be viewed anew
And talked through,
Again
And again.

Stories that weave
Time and place,
Setting the scene:
Lady Beynon, Aunty Mag a Tan,
Boper Saran, Kippers from the Isle of Man!
Worry not, the keeper is safe,
Her stories are too,
Passed on to me and to you.
She loved us all
And her joy
Shines through –
Past and present merge,
Family yarns preserved
In the Keeper’s unique
Rainbows of hope.

(c) wordz2go Feb 2018
Revised 29 April 2019

1 Corinthians 13:4-8

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.”

Transforming

Feet on earth
Head in heaven –
Life suspended between.
Time transfusion
Between two worlds –
Sustained by force unseen.
Everlasting arms
Holding fast –
Anchor in the storm;
You can let go,
You cannot fall –
Now is the time to transform.
Angel wings
‘most fully grown –
Prepares to fly the nest,
He cannot stay
For very long –
God calls him to rest.

(c) wordz2Go July 2018

My nephew’s son Thomas has a terminal genetic condition, ALD. He is just 8 years old and is slowly slipping further away from us.

Hope

Two years tomorrow, here’s a special just for you Mam 😘 💕

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We miss you more, not less,
As time rolls by
And while you fly
The vastness of heaven,
Weaving iridescent colours
Amongst grey skies,
Our view remains clouded;
Veiled by the very grace
That keeps you safe.
While you weave
Your glory picture,
We pick up the threads
Of life without you,
We’ve learned to cope,
To trust in hope.

(c) wordz2Go 13th Jun 2018

Hebrews 11:1

“Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.”

My Life-Sea

Tomorrow I will be baptised –

You, Lord, are my rock
In a turbulent sea,
In the highest waves
You reach out to me,
You whisper in my ear
That I’m strong in you
And I know
You won’t leave me
Drowning in life’s sea.

You’ve shown me, repeatedly,
That trust in you
Is repaid ten-fold,
You always hold
My head above water,
When my burdens
Pull me down,
Before I hit the ground,
You reach out to catch me.

However bad the day,
Every day is new with You,
With your love and strength
At work within me
I face the future
Unafraid, unashamed
To praise my forever-God
Who absolved me,
I will sing your praise unending,
Ten thousand years,
Then for evermore.

(c) wordz2Go Mar 2018

Psalm 103 King James Version (KJV)
‘’Bless the Lord, O my soul: and all that is within me, bless his holy name.’’

 

Missing You 😘

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We’ve travelled home
To bring you flowers
On this Mother’s Day,
Though to see your face
Would be the best bouquet.
We can’t hug or kiss you
But mothers up in heaven
Are loved more not less,
They know we miss them,
Remember, we were blessed.

There is a heavenly portal
Mothers can look through:
From glory’s height
To earthly flowers
Just to enjoy the sight.
Mother’s Day is tough
Without a Mam to share
Today our grief’s undressed,
Tomorrow will be better,
Remember, we were blessed.

(c) wordz2Go Mar 2018