Love is a precious commodity
More valuable than rare jewels
Yet shines just as bright,
Revealing rainbows of light
Reflecting off multi-faceted sides.
This valuable gift
Asks for trust in return,
Grows stronger than desire
To shine ever brighter
And mellow slowly, slowly,
Into a contented old-age.
True love is as old gold:
A reliable and solid support,
‘Though it cannot be bought
Nor can it be earned.
Love can only be shared,
Love not shared will die,
Sowing seeds of discontentment.
Shared love spreads and grows
Like ripples in a pond
Moving ever outwards
To distant shores,
Continuing to light the darkness.
Copyright wordz2Go Feb 2017
1 Peter 4:8 ‘Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers a multitude of sins.’
Flying high in the sky,
Soaring over mountain tops,
Bathed in God’s glory –
Relishing the worshipping
In a life we cannot see.
Now and then you’ll still your wings,
Hover a while
And smile into our lives.
We’ll shed a tear as you draw near –
Hear your voice,
See your face:
Two worlds collide,
Until you’re drawn back heaven-side,
Rising up on angel wings
To heights we cannot see,
And yet we’ll be,
Touched by your smile,
Warmed by your touch.
Love never leaves us,
It grows and passes on,
Through our daughters and our sons.
Copyright wordz2Go Sept 2016
1 Corinthians 13: 12
The rain has lifted –
Leaving Wales with a lighter heart
Even though we’ve had to part
With Mam today.
It was both incredibly sad
And beautifully joyful;
Parting is inherently painful, yet,
There is joy in belief:
Because we love you,
Because we couldn’t bear to see you in so much pain,
Because it was your time
Ordained by God himself.
Because we’re promised that we will know you again.
God is good,
God is gracious,
God answered your prayers
Because He cares.
His capacity for love
Beyond our ability to understand,
The peace of God that falls on all
On the Lord.
Sustain us even when we deny You,
Strengthen us anew.
Grace is Yours to give
And ours to receive even though we grieve.
After every life-storm is the rainbow of hope and love
In God above,
Of a time beyond time,
Of a day beyond today
When all things will be made right
In Christ’s inestimable sight.
Sleep tight. X
Copyright wordz2Go July 2016
Focus on the Somme today
Is right and good and proper,
We should remember, we must remember,
There is no pleasure
But why remember only those
Soldiers from our home nations
The flower of a home-grown generation?
German boys and mothers suffered also,
They too were just young and innocent boys
Forced by political failure into an abominable war of attrition,
True remembrance must surely include this recognition
Of failure and the lost on both sides.
There are no winners in war, only losers
But history is written by victors
Who are rarely magnanimous in approach.
So who should we reproach?
Politicians, generals or whole nations?
Were German tactics any worse than ours,
Did they shoot the traumatised deemed to be unpatriotic?
Were their politics any more idiotic?
Colonialism and empire,
A sense of right and might
And inflexible plans of man
Mowed down as many as the guns.
Focus on the Somme today,
Is right and good and proper.
Go visit the graves, see the poppies,
Mourn the loss of millions,
Soldiers and civilians.
Remember too to visit other smaller
Memorials where equally innocent
People lie awaiting empathy.
Refuse to play the blame-game,
Let’s not forget how wars begin –
By looking for the log without
Instead of looking in.
Copyright wordz2Go 1 July 2016
Driving home to bury you
Is the saddest journey ever.
Your image burns brightly in my mind the whole time
While the daylight gets darker and darker
Mirroring the turmoil inside.
Tumultuous, angry clouds rolling by
With every mile but
Multiple memories temporise the gloom.
Happy time memories,
Of holidays and youth
Before the pain, before age and infirmity.
It’s a strange feeling, deeply sad
And yet there is peace and comfort too
Because I know with absolute certainty
That you are safe,
That you are fully healed and pain free,
That you walk and run and smile,
That you are at peace.
We miss you now but we will meet again,
This I know,
This will carry me through tomorrow
As we walk down the chapel aisle
To say ‘au revoir ‘,
To celebrate all that you meant to us,
Sleep tight. xx
Copyright wordzGo June 2016
1 Corinthians 13:11-12
I spoke with Dad tonight,
He’s had lots of visitors, family and friends,
The love never ends.
I’m grateful there’s support for him
When I can’t be near
But when I heard
Him say he was popping up to see Mam
The tears streamed down my face.
It sounded like he was going upstairs
Not to a funeral home.
He feels so alone,
He hasn’t seen her in ten days
After nearly sixty three years of marriage
That’s a long time.
I’m not sure I can face viewing Mam,
Really not sure that I can.
Lord give me the strength and the grace
To face what I must,
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
Copyright wordz2Go June 2016
1 Corinthians 13: 4-7
Emptiness is tearing my heart apart:
A searing pain
Washes over me in waves
Causing a tsunami of emotions
As my brain processes
How can someone just cease to exist?
You’ve always been there for me,
Always loved me no matter what
And now we speak only in my mind,
I see you only in photos that evoke memories
Of happy times gone by.
Will my memories be enough?
Will my future grandchildren come to love you too?
I’ve scanned photo after photo
Looking for you Mam
And you’re there, I see you,
But I can’t touch you.
Even though I know you’re safe,
Part of me is missing
And I will never be the same.
I hold to the promise
That I will see you again
Copyright wordz2Go June 2016
1 Corinthians 13: 8-10