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"But oh for the touch of a vanish'd hand,
And the sound of a voice that is still!!"
Alfred Tennyson






"There's Something Missing Here"

Days pass as before with their silent inner grace,
As all are left to wonder what's missing from this place.

Daylight shines around us as the day begins anew,
And yet there's something missing...what are we all to do.

We go about our duties with silent inner cries,
How do we survive when someone loved so, dies.

Twilight's sparkling rays fall on our family in repose,
So many unaware, we miss our perfect rose.

Hanging on the wall for all who care to see,
A picture of what once was~our happy family.

Now the picture is as different as we who miss her dear,
Yet so many unaware "There's Something Missing Here".


Written By: Charlene Dickerson, Mark's Mom.
For Sandie~~In Memory of Her Perfect Rose~~Jenny
Who Blooms In Heaven This Day

Jenny Suzanne Mullins
April 23, 1982~~July 11, 1998




I have here a collection of poems that have touched my heart and helped me with my grieving...The first two were written exclusively for me in memory of my Angel, Jenny, by very dear friends who are also
Moms of Angels.

May you find some peace and comfort here.








IN MEMORY OF JENNY SUZANNE MULLINS



Jesus took my daughter, for reasons all unknown,
Eternally she will live in Heaven, now her home.
Now and forever, in my heart, my girl will stay,
No distance could ever take my love away.
You and I will someday reunite, until then I will say...

Sleep tight my Angel love, and dream of finer things,
Up above in heaven, where the angels always sing.
Zero is the number of the days that you must wait,
As there is no time in Heaven, once you enter through the gate.
Now you can do all you've ever dreamed to do,
Nothing can stop you now, for you're free to be you,
Everyday I'll pray for you, that all your dreams come true.

My memories will forever be the strength I need to go on,
Until the moment I am with you, and my tears are forever gone.
Love is something special, to strong to ever fade,
Lingering inside our soul, lifting us each day.
In this life I was blessed to have you as my child,
Not a day went by you did not make me smile.
So I thank you, darling daughter, you let me hold an Angel for awhile.

This poem was wriiten for me by a special lady,
Deborah Masters,
With guidance from her Angel, Christopher.

My heartfelt thanks to you.





Jenny
Kindergarten Graduation~~May 1988

Jenny would have been a Senior 2000,
The folowing was written by a dear friend, Karen McCombs, and will be placed on Jennys memorial page in the White Hall High School, 2000 Yearbook



Dear Seniors 2000,

We traveled life's road together, you and I,
Then the path parted and we had to say good-bye.
My road let to unknown shores and distant dreams,
You think that I'm not with you, but all is not as it seems.

I've just stepped into a land of joy and peace,
I'm still with you and won't ever leave.
You'll continue the journey that is set for you,
And I'll be beside you in all that you do.

When a warm breeze brushes your face and you smile,
I've taken your hand and come to visit awhile.
When troubles come and you can't find your way,
Talk them over with me, as in bygone days.

Your path goes on now toward what life has for you,
I walk beside you, wishing the best in all that you do.
Live life to the fullest, love with all your heart,
We'll meet again someday, and then we'll never part.


Love, Jenny





HE ONLY TOOK MY HAND


Last night while I was trying to sleep,
My daughter's voice I did hear.
I opened my eyes and looked around,
But she did not appear.

She said, "Mom, You've got to listen,
You've got to understand;
He didn't take me from you,
He only took my hand.

When I called out in pain that day,
The instant that I died.
He reached down and took my hand,
And pulled me to His side.

He pulled me up and saved me,
From the misery and the pain.
My body was hurt so bad inside,
I could never be the same.

My search is really over now,
I've found happiness within.
All the answers to my empty dreams,
And all that might have been.

I Love you all, and miss you so,
And I'll always be nearby.
My body's gone forever,
But my spirit will never die!

And, so, you must go on now,
Don't be mad, just understand.
He didn't take me from you,
HE ONLY TOOK MY HAND!!"


Author Unknown





PLEASE DON'T CRY


Please don't cry because I'm gone,
for I am just away.
I did not die and never will,
I'm with you everyday.

It's true that I have left the earth,
and live in spirit here,
with a peace and love I can't explain
I'm happy, I have no fear.

Who I was, I still am now,
even better than before.
Heaven holds such beauty
with mountains, trees, and more.

Please don't cry, just speak of me
the way you used to do.
Make our memories happy ones,
that hug and comfort you.

Remember me with happiness,
don't grieve because I'm gone.
In Heaven I am growing still,
and my life continues on.

Please don't cry because I share
all you say and do.
In every moment of every day,
my love is with you too.


By: Maureen Philbrook





RISE UP SLOWLY, ANGEL

Rise Up Slowly, Angel,
I cannot let you go.
Just drift softly 'midst the faces,
In sorrow, now bent low.

Ease the searing anger,
Born in harsh, unyielding truth.
That death could steal my loved one,
From the glowing blush of youth.

Rise Up Slowly, Angel,
Do not leave me here alone.
Where the warmth of mortal essence,
Lies replaced by cold, hard stone.

Speak to me in breezes,
Whispered through the drying leaves.
And caress my brow with raindrops,
Filtered by the sheltering trees.

Rise Up Slowly, Angel,
For I cannot hear the song,
Which calls you through the shadows,
Into the light beyond.

Wrap me in a downy cape,
Of sunshine, warm with love.
And kiss a tear-stained mothers face,
With moonlight from above.

Then, wait for me at sunset,
Beside the lily pond.
And guide me safely homeward,
To your world which lies beyond.

Just spread your arms to take me,
In reunions sweet embrace
And we shall soar together,
To a different time and place.

Written by: Diane Robertson




"Forever Young"



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