With ragged breath I close my eyes
and pray it is not true,
While we went on about our lives
the angels came for you.
You were alone in your home,
but never in your heart,
For we were always there with you,
never far apart.
With memories of better times with
love that grows and grows
Why God took you from us,no one knows.
Memories that we hold dear will
keep our hearts in rein.
To keep us going through our lives,
and help to heal our pain.
Childhood memories are sweet and dear
and different for each other,
The laughter shared and stories told,
Our family times together.
The man that you grew up to be,
without much motherly help from me.
You seemed to grow each day you see
into the man you came to be.
With tears in our eyes we mourn,
And regret our loss of you.
You have gone on to a better place,
To be with other loved ones too.
With selfish thoughts I want you back,
to take away my tears.
I know that I will have to wait,
Only God knows how many years
To be with you again my son
and hear you say to me,
" You are the best MOM ,
that there could ever be "
August 25, 2008
For Chris who died July 4, 2008