Left Behind
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Left Behind
Grief can twist in like a fierce
thunderstorm
Powerless, we are swept away
Something to grasp, to calm the fear of
being
Left so far behind
Our hearts collapse, discarded
bereft and wilting
In only sad goodbyes
Beating at the door, to steal
the gifts
Each moment locked in time
Day after day drifts by, chilled
Without meaning, numb
seered with a raw unknown
Gasping to draw a breath,
somehow
A warmth to know
Dear Father, please,
with tenderness
Lift us from the crushing sorrow
within the teardrops,
left behind
Give us faith, disclose the
mystery
To know a love that is divine
Restore the hope, unfold the
more
to understand that e'en before we cried,
You bore our fall
You gave Your heart, Your trampled soul
Answered the pounding door, to come in and be our all
Five Years of Missing You,
Sometimes it's hard to believe it's been 5 years since I've seen your beautiful smile, heard your voice or laugh, felt your arms around me. Sometimes it feels like just yesterday and sometimes it seems like forever ago. So many things have happened since you left us. So many times I have wished you had been here to help me deal with all that life has brought my way. When Grandma Decker was so sick I wanted you there with me more than anything and I know you would have been you loved your maw-maw very much, then when Grandpa Stevenson passed away so soon after Maw-Maw it was so hard to deal with.
I don't think your sister would have moved away if you were still here, she misses you so much.
Your dad talks about you when everytime I see him, he visits your grave every week and keeps yours and Ariauna's graves mowed.
Our lives will never be the same again without you.
Love Mom
For Bobbi Jo on Her 5th Angelversary
Sweet Bobbi Jo, it’s been so long.
So many pain-filled years.
Since last I saw your smiling face,
I’ve cried a million tears.
Your smile was like pure sunlight,
And brightened up my day.
And how you loved to play your tricks
In your sweet and bubbly way!
I loved the way you came into
My kitchen every day;
“What-cha cookin, Momma?”
Is what you’d always say.
I wonder how you’d look today
If you were still with me;
I wonder what you’d have to say
And what your work would be.
I remember how, when Auna died,
The sparkle left your eyes;
I remember all the pain we felt
And all the tears we cried.
I’m sure God noticed how you changed
And how you missed her so;
I’m sure that’s why He took you home,
So He could end your woe.
But that left me so all alone,
With both of you away,
And days have been so sad since then,
My world has all turned gray.
My only consolation, Bob,
Is knowing you are whole,
For you are now with Auna;
That always was your goal.
So many trials assail me here,
But God is always true;
He helps me each and every day,
As I am grieving you.
What joy to be in heaven, Bob!
My parents, Auna, you
All wait for me to join you there
Some day when my life’s through.
The joy of that reunion is
What gets me through each day.
I love you, Bob, my folks, and Auna
More than I can say.
Written for Judy with great love by
Saralyn McAfee Smith
July 2008
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