For all the souls I pray, but one the most.
In name of Father, Son and Holy Ghost
my words rise through autumn’s chill.
I loved you with my dreams, my youthful hope,
my joys, my fears, my sorrows, but now those
days are gone, and here I kneel.
I cannot touch you now, or feel your breath
or speak to you, embrace, or smile, and yet
through my prayers I love you still.
Peace of Christ enfold you.
Comment by Susan — November 2, 2011 @ 3:59 pm |
Great post today thanks. I enjoyed reading it very much.
Feel Free to Share this wonderful poem with everyone:
- A River of Time -
Comment by Poetry Maddness — November 2, 2011 @ 11:22 pm |
Wow! Beautiful and powerful poem!
Just bought PRAYING OUR GOODBYES by Joyce Rupp.
I’ll let you know if it is good.
Much love and prayers,
Cathy
Comment by Cathy — November 3, 2011 @ 7:41 pm |
Thank you for sharing this. It blessed me.
Comment by Wolf Paul — November 5, 2011 @ 3:33 pm |
Very beautiful.
Comment by myra — November 9, 2011 @ 7:32 am |
Praying that God’s blessings and comfort may aboud and overflow in all our lives.
You might like Oh Holy Night:The Peace of 1914, a short book, for reading during this Advent. I would be glad to send you the pdf
Comment by Michael Snow — November 28, 2011 @ 9:40 am |
:sob:
love from another widow.
Comment by vickigee — February 2, 2012 @ 8:40 am |
One of my Mexican students reminded me of this day in their culture. It has been a year since you wrote this. I pray the pain has eased and not grown.
Comment by Jenny — November 2, 2012 @ 11:30 pm |