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
In memory of my dearest mother who passed quietly into glory just this week:
A mother’s love is infinite,
We blossom in its grace;
We grow within its symmetry.
Mother’s love’s unlimited,
A bond begun at birth,
Follows through a lifetime,
Love that is sublime.
A mother’s love delights
In all that we achieve;
Love that cannot be erased,
Love that cannot be debased.
A mother’s love completes us,
Enriching our soul;
Enhances our living,
Love that makes us whole.
Beautiful calligraphy embellishes
The page it’s drawn upon;
A mother’s love adorns
In a very similar way
Profoundly moulds us
With true selflessness.
The pain of loss is searing,
Love that cannot be replaced,
She held us in her arms
And leaned on us in age.
A mother’s love continues
Though heaven’s trumpet calls,
For mother’s love’s embedded
Within our hearts and souls.
God bless you Mam, love you always.
May God keep you safe until we meet again XXX
Copyright wordz2Go June 2016
1 Corinthians 13:4-7
Last Monday, we lost my darling Mam, age 84. She had been ill and in a lot of pain with advanced spinal stenosis but we didn’t expect to lose her so quickly. We are all devastated and overcome with sadness and grief. God is gracious and kind and spared her prolonged pain, she passed quietly in her sleep and I’m grateful for that. The hole she left is massive but my family has been amazing in supporting us and spending time with my Dad ensuring he is not left alone. It’s such a sad time, it comes over me in waves and yet I know she’s safe with her Saviour. It’s still hard though. Pray for us as we prepare to celebrate her life. I’m working on some poems to express my love for her and her love for us. This is one my favourite pictures of my lovely Mam with my Dad, her husband for almost 63 years.