YOU ARE HERE

On the loss of a dear one.

                  YOU ARE HERE.

You are here  ~ with us

in every breath we take,

in every faltering step we make.

Rest assured that  God is with us always.

Your smiling face, a saving grace

reminding us that God will take our hand

over the raging seas and the burning sand.

We are blessed in the safety of His presence.

You are here with us ~ in the darkest corner

of captivating and confined states <*>

in the brightest and often welcome space.

Remembering that we are always safe in His care.

You are part of our story >>>

creating memories that will never be gone too soon.

Voices sing of Your glory, places imprint the joy of your being.

....an integral part of the universe!

You are gone, travelling on the road to immortality

                  by God's saving grace.

You have left your legacy in the good deeds done on

           the earth as you occupy each space.

The universe adore you ~ a twinkling star to shine on everyone.

   You are in God's plan for each and every man.

Created/ dedicated to the memory of Petunia Maureen Segre. 3.15pm Sunday ist October 2017

Author's Note

Gone but never forgotten!

Reviews

[lightsong]

Beautiful dear Kitty, heavenly, one of Your finest poems, like the presence of God is always with us, so the presence of our loved ones, Your poem is brilliantly done, so very brilliantly, bonding God and the universe, existence and us, immorality... some really powerful profound sentences, thank You for pouring Your best to us, rest in peace beloved Petunia Maureen, You are gone but never forgotten!

[kitty]

Thank you so much Little Butterfly for your support. Means a lot to me. Time I know will erase the pain but now the memories of times shared have been renewed. Its hearing too how well respected and loved she was. Have a peaceful night, my dear friend!

[Writer at last! Sky ~]

So true. Gone but never forgotten! Losing the one whom you love is like losing the best of life.

[Gee]

Although memories will fade with passing time.
I have a recurring dream where a loved one dies and with passing time I cannot recall their face, that cuts like a knife.
Tis a lovely poem Kitty, sorry for your loss

[kitty]

Thank you for visiting. The void left is coupled with the guilt of not maintaining contact with my mother's youngest sister. We grew up together, I chose to raise a fanily, she aspired to greater things.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the spirit of those loved ones, always remains, even when the body does not...

[kitty]

Thank you so much for this visit Jacob. True statement. Thanks once more.