Dear, John

A Family Friend Died awhile back, still have not been able to give it to the family.I Had The card from the funeral, inside was a poem, I Decided to Incorporate That poem in it.

This Isn't going the way I planned. This is not a great thing to talk about. But Someone Anyone and almost everyone Has Been there.
Newspaper, A Stack Of Enlightenment. They tell you things from whats going on in town round you to even what sports teams are doing.

Many don't think that when they read it that on one page, their whole world could come crashing around them in an instance. These are the feelings you could get when you read the obituaries in the local newspaper.
            

I am home in heaven a place where I'm safe at night, dear ones, oh so happy and so bright!

There is perfect joy and beauty in this everlasting light,

something I Thought I would never see again.

All the pain and grief is over no more worrying my loved ones.

Every restless tossing passed like a football in a field. I'm now at peace forever no more reminders of taking medication.
               Safely home in heaven at last my trip went quietly. Did you wonder why i so calmly trod the valley of the shade? Maybe because I knew I was ready?

Like every thing I knew I did would be held together by the family sitting before my very casket?

Oh! but Jesus' love illuminated every dark and fearful glade.

He came himself to meet me in the way so hard to tread.

Knowing what he knew,

knowing that The people here would shake in Disapproval?

With Jesus' arm to lean on, something so light like a feather could I have one doubt or dread?

Doubting that what was going on around me would stop or be resolved?

Fighting and arguing making things unclear to see, it wont work.

Dreading that those I left behind would be hurt and unsure how to see the future.

Dreadful that when she wakes up she knows she Isn't going to see that empty space filled for Breakfast.
                 Then you must not grieve so sorely, because I'm still here you just cant see me. I still drive in everyday for Breakfast Lunch and Dinner Knowing ill be thankful for every meal I inhale.

For I love you dearly still. Try to look beyond earth's shadows because they're are many more things to look upon and know somethings may be great beyond that rainbow.

Pray to trust our fathers will. For he knows how to soothe our hurting souls.

There is work still waiting for you, It wont be hard it may take effort but when your finished the smile you'll have on your face will be priceless.

you must not Idly stand, things still need to be done. Do your work, while life remaineth, so you make your mark in the world. You shall then rest in Jesus' land.

When that work is all completed, you may enjoy the fruits of your labor. He will gently call you home, where your true retirement begins.
                Oh, the rapture of that meeting.
                 The thoughts that went through me as I sit there listening to the man at the pedestal talk about the man I once knew of.

How the people in front of me and the people to the sides of me seemed more connected at that time than ever before.

How the woman next to me Needed me more in that moment than Id ever felt in my life. I was her shoulder to cry on, as I shed the very tears I thought I could hold in. How emotions I thought never existed showed themselves,

how I wanted this to all reverse and be like it never happened.

But it couldn't,

the damage was done,

the scars were show,

the pain was never ending,

and the life was taken.
                  Oh the joy to see you come! to a place where everything you need is taken care of as you float on by like a cloud in the sky watching over

those

that

need

you.

Reviews

[justAnumber]

Wow. There is so much depth, emotionally, to this piece. It is truly a remarkable collection of words that allows the reader access to the life of this person. The love that people had shines through and can be felt. Thank you for sharing.

[Charles]

That was very pretty.

[Coyote Poetry]

It is a beautiful story of a very special person. The desires are expressed with kindness and politeness. To be release from pain and hurt is the desire of many who had to live in great pain. The complete story was strong and the ending I likes a lot. A outstanding story of someone trying to create a peace and calm at death.
Coyote