Remembering Will Have To Do
If I could create a picture book of
memories from the past,
every chapter a masterpiece
of unforgettable moments rehashed.
If I could create a picture book of
memories from the past,
every chapter a masterpiece
of unforgettable moments rehashed.
in Faith Poems
What are miracles, from where do they
come?
How do we trust what we can't see
or touch?
Five more days till Christmas.
Santa and his crew
were working overtime making
children's dreams come true.
I absolutely wish I wrote this brilliant, funny poem. Well done to the author.
If I could have just one more day and
wishes did come true,
I'd spend every glorious moment
side by side with you.
We all wish for one more day with the loved ones we've lost. I wish for one more day to be with my mum. She was one of the sweetest, most loving and caring mothers in the world. She was my...
If I were to leave this world today, I'd want to be remembered, it's true,
for going that extra mile just to show my love for you.
I'd want for you to be proud of me and know I always tried.
When you hurt, I did, too; your tears I also cried.
Beautiful poem. It inspires me a lot with Einstein's words, "Try not to be a success but of value." It goes into my inner core and resonates a deep feeling in me, to live a purposeful life....
It will get better, I promise you, and there will come a day when you remember moments from your childhood with smiles and joy. I thank God every day for my mother even though she has crossed over. I didn't think I could survive without her, but I have. I am comforted by knowing the Lord and standing firm on his promise that we will be together again and throughout eternity. I wrote and read this poem to my mother as she lay dying, and at that moment I thought I would die right with her. I'm so happy so many have found comfort in these lines; it also keeps her memory alive. That's how souls live on because someone remembers them and takes them along. May God Bless you.
Sincerely,
Kathy J Parenteau
Your mother is all around you. Her spirit lives on; she is not dead. Her earthly body is gone, but the spirit that made her who she was is alive and watching over you forever. Not one day goes by that she doesn't whisper, "I love you." When I wrote this poem, the Lord gave me these words. I hope you know that Jesus sees your pain and wants you to trust in him as the days, months, and years pass while you are on this earth. You have a special purpose for being here. There is unfinished work you need to do, and then you will be reunited with your precious mother. I want you to know you are in my prayers. May God's love and light comfort you always. God Bless.
Kathy J. Parenteau
Your mom is all around you. Her body left this world, but her spirit lives on in you. You are never alone. I feel my mom with me every day. Often I see signs but only when I'm not looking for them. I know the hurt you are feeling all too well. My mom was my best friend. I could tell her everything, and she never judged me. I miss that so much. I still talk to her every day in hopes she can hear me. I believe in Heaven, and I know I will see her again. Only God could have created a woman as wonderful as she was. I hope you know the Lord and find your strength through prayer. Someone is praying for you. God Bless.
This is absolutely beautiful. Your dad is watching over you with pride. Thank you for sharing this with us. God bless your grieving heart.
Kathy J Parenteau
This is so beautiful. Mothers are the foundation of who we are. The souls that God offered us to be born within. How blessed you are to still have your mom.