Our birth becomes a celebration
Of many sorts and too elation
Held as babe we grow to be
Children grown to wander free
Living life to some extent
Our time some bad and too well spent
Becomes of us, as age shall reap
The sweet chapters to final sleep
Her time was here for some to hold
A piece as it allowed and stole
For all good things are Gods to have
As joy is His and too the sad
This write is for a poet here
A child of GOD, a child endeared
Whose last goodbye carried her whisper
Unto himself daughter and sister
Moms leaving came by His command
As birth and death go hand in hand
Except now life no longer here
On Earth now walks with Him endeared
Mom rose to be above all things
In passing, now Heaven sings
For one more soul does rest in peace
A mothers place, at Christ's side feasts
Though these words may not bring her
Back to your side know she now stirs
The hearts of those that missed her too
Above past gates that she walked through
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