17 June, 2009

Not my mom,

but my good friends mom,
left us for her final journey,
yesterday.
She was way to young,
but could not fight her sickness any longer.


I would like to share this poem with you,
especially you who have experienced the loss of a mother.
I think it is very beautiful.

God looked around his garden-
and found an empty place.
He then looked down upon the earth
and saw my mom`s tired face.

He put his arms around her
and lifted her to rest.
God`s garden must be beautiful-
He only takes the best.

He saw her road was getting rough
and the hills were hard to climb.
So He closed her weary eyelids
and whispered; Peace Be Thine.

It broke my heart to lose my mom,
but she did not go alone..
For part of me went with her
the day God called her home.


I don`t know the authors name


5 comments:

Strikkelines said...

Trist å lese om din venns mamma...og du verden for ett nyyydelig dikt...sånne dikt e veldig sterke å lese...takk for at du vil dele dette.....klem

Ninne said...

Jeg skulle til å si akkurat det sammen som Strikkeline, så jeg nøyer meg med å gi deg en god god klem!

Elins Strikkeri said...

Det var leit å høre men det diktet var heilt nydelig, veldig rørande å lese. Ha ei god helg:)

Bodil said...

Vondt å mista nokon ein er glad i. Det var eit rørande fint dikt du hadde. Klem frå Bodil :)

Ingrid said...

Taarer!