Poems That Touched My Heart - Page 4

I open my eyes to a light so bright...
Where I'm surrounded by colours, an amazing sight,
And a beautiful Angel holds me in her arms.
I feel safe and happy, contented and calm.

"I'm so joyful to see you, now you've come home.
Please don't be afraid for you're never alone.
You are supported by angels in this heaven above,
Each one with open arms and bundles of love.

Maybe you think you've come home too soon,
But it was in your plan, for you have lots to do.
Now you've returned to renew your task.
Allow me to guide you, that's all I ask.

You never need miss those you left behind,
For you are able to visit, just open your mind.
They may not hear you or see you close by,
But you will be there with every tear that they cry.

You can go where you chose; you don't need to walk.
Just think yourself there, you'll arrive in a thought.
You'll never get weary, grow old or feel pain.
You can run, jump and skip, again and again!

Wander freely through fields, with animals galore,
Yes even lions, stroke their mane, they won't roar.
Every bird that you see will come sit on your hand.
You can pet them all freely; now isn't that grand?

You may pick all the flowers your arms can hold,
Our blooms live forever; they never grow old;
Just bend down and listen to their music so sweet.
They sing as you nudge them with your hands or your feet.

Pick fruit from the trees, enjoy as much as you like.
There's a never-ending supply; go on, take a big bite...
Worry not that the juice drips through your fingers.
It all returns to source, no mess, nothing lingers.

Now come on, let's go; there are friends to be found.
Just think of your loved ones and they'll all gather round.
They've been waiting eagerly for you to return,
Excited to hear everything that you've learned."

So it seems we're all destined for God's promised land,
Where angels gone before us just wait to take our hand.
With guidance and with comfort they help us on our way
So we can live in peace and love, enjoying every day.

And if you couldn't walk or talk, or you'd sadly lost your mind,
Have no fear, it's all restored; you leave all that behind.
The Lord repairs your body, returning it to new,
No sign of any illness, just a happy, healthy you.

I'm seeing so much beauty in this land beyond the veil,
Where you suffer no more ailments and all are looking well.
Please don't be sad or grieve for me. I'm never on my own.
Just remember I'll be waiting when it's your time to come home.

I'm not a people person, as everyone knows;
It's in the garden where my energy flows.
I talk to the birds, I talk to the trees,
I talk to the ants, and at times even the bees.

My back yard is my Garden of Eden,
where God stays beside me, Him I believe in.
He shows me His love in the plants out there,
where everything's lovely and everything's fair.

We are told by the Bible our love we must share;
maybe my plants don't count, but they too care.
I water and trim them and tend to their needs;
they grow, they blossom, and give me seeds.

Now we do know all things in life go in a circle;
plants are like people, it's really God's cycle.
We are born, we grow, we produce and we die;
we all need much love, in both it does apply.

A yard contains grass, plants, and beautiful posies
accompanied with many weeds, so it isn't all rosy.
In comparison it's much like mankind - just think...
we have good ones, pretty ones, and some that stink.

So, people and gardens are so much alike;
some like social living, some like to be outside.
You take the parties, the chatter, and bickering;
I'm going outside, and with this I am sticking.

Have you seen the doctors who hardly get to sleep?
From sad weary eyes, silent tears they weep.
They're battling to save hundreds of lives,
Yet see so many dying right before their eyes.

Have you seen the nurses, tired and worn,
Just come from doing many hours on the wards?
Have you seen them out, walking on lonely streets
Searching empty shelves, for nourishing food to eat?

Have you seen domestics, putting safety first
Keeping hospitals clean, fighting off the germs?
Bravely they go into infectious wards,
Never thinking of themselves, no not at all.

Have you seen the porters, down on their heels,
Walking many miles, pushing many wheels?
We must respect this valued band of women and men.
Though they go unnoticed, we can't do without them.

Have you seen the caterers, keeping all folk fed?
The staff and the patients lying in their beds.
Such an important part to play in someone's health,
A role that couldn't be compared to any amount of wealth.

A great big thank to all National Health Staff
To every volunteer coming forward like they have.
You all have a part of our hearts, are in every prayer we make.
May God bless you all, keeping you well and safe.

How does a loving mother explain
Heaven to her dying child?
Please give me the words, O Lord, and
let me say them with a smile...
There is a place called heaven, Son,
beyond the skies above,
It is the place where GOD is watching,
His heart so full of love.
He watches all His children, Son,
He watches you and me,
He wants to know we love Him, and
hopes that we will be...
Always strong and healthy, always
kind and free!
But sometimes things do happen, Son,
and sickness takes a hold,
It might be something serious, it
might be just a cold.
GOD sends His special angels,
to watch over us and pray,
And by our side they linger, they
are never far away.
They lift us up on angels' wings when
we are all too weak,
And, oh!, they pray so softly, Son,
with gentle whispers do they speak.
So, have no fear, my darling, should
GOD come to take you home,
For it is up there in that heaven,
Son, where you will run and laugh
and roam!
You will hear that angel choir rejoice
in praises to the LORD,
And my darling precious child, you
never will be sick again...
No, never, anymore!!
But, most of all, you will meet the
King, our Saviour, your Best Friend,
oh my!,
If I could see him take your hand, I
know that I would cry!!
You have fought so long, you gave your
all..GOD says it's time to rest,
We will always love and miss you, Ellis,
but GOD...He knows what's best!

I was only 18 at the time and didn't know what to do
I actually had no clue.
But we decided that we wanted to see you.
As time went by and you grew inside of me
I just knew that you were going to be special.
Now it's time for my little angel to see the world.
Now it's time for me to be a mom
I cried and cried tears of joy to be a mom to this little one
Ten little finger
Ten little toes
One big smile
My heart never had so much love for someone that I knew nothing about.
As you grew older and I learned about you I think back to the day that I had you
Now you are going to be 8 and you are getting smarter
Just never forget that things will get harder
And that mommy will always be there
We may have our time of arguments and disagreements
But in the end we will work through it
Just remember that not only can I be your mom I can also your best friend in the end.
Don't get worried that you'll never have anyone to talk to
Cause right next to you is where I always will be
Holding my arms out
Waiting for my little angel to come into my arms
Just as you were born
I love you more then words can express
I never thought that in a million years I could be a mother
I enjoy every moment of you in my life
Never will I regret the decision that I made to have you
You are the colors to the rainbow
The light to the moon
The twinkle to the star
And the smile to my face
I love you with all my heart
Mommy's little girl

What a pathetic girl, staring back into the mirror.
What a timid girl, overcome by fear.
What a shell of a girl, locked up inside.
What a forgotten girl, pushed off to the side.

Lord, why did You call me to do these things for You?
Do You really think this is something I could make it through?
These expectations You've given me, I cannot live up to
Lord, why did You ever call me to be a servant for You?

Tears spring into my eyes as I stare at my reflection.
Guilt takes control and yells with expression,
"What a coward! What a waste of time! What a weak and useless failure!
How is God going to use you?! You will only ruin your future!"

"That. Is. My. Child," booms a voice from above.
"That is my precious daughter, whom I deeply love.
She is an empty vessel for My power and glory.
She is a broken girl whom I will give a beautiful story."

Jesus turns to me and takes the mirror from my hand.
"You're looking at the wrong reflection, that's why you can't understand."
He hands me a cup, full of red blood.
"This is how I see you, My child, saved by My love."

I look into the cup, full to the brim
I look at my reflection, then back up at Him.
I shake my head. "How could You love me this much?"
"My daughter, that is grace, and it is more than enough."

"I supply your every need.
Your help is found in Me.
I empower the fearful,
And I strengthen the weak."

"Go and show My children they are loved by Me.
Listen for My voice, trust in My peace.
Do not worry over the future,
And never believe you are a failure."

Then I fall on my knees and cry,
"I think I finally understand why.
Lord, here am I, send me.
Oh, thank You for helping me to see
I am precious, I am loved.
With You, I will always be enough."

I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter.
When you were a baby, I rocked you to sleep
and put you down because there was work to be done,
but
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

Then you were a toddler;
you wanted to squirm and run,
so I put you down because you wanted to go have fun;
but
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

You grew and became a little boy,
and the times I could hold you became less and less
but still so dear.
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

You grew to be a young man.
I wanted to hold you near
but you just wanted to run clear.
But
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter;
I had no idea I wasn't going to hold you anymore.

Now I hold you longer, tighter in my heart for all eternity,
wishing and wanting more...until I hold you again.

To Daniel Vincent Mahan   Love, Mom
January 7, 1997--January 3, 2019

I felt like I was falling
Off of a very steep cliff
And I just kept on tumbling
Into an unknown abyss

I fell deeper and deeper
And into places never known,
But my fall would teach me something
That I had yet to be shown

I know the words of the Lord,
So forgive I always do
And it was never hard for me
Until it came to you

We should always be forgiving
And we know why this must be
Forgive so that we can be forgiven,
These are familiar words to me

Where mercy is given,
Mercy will be shown
But put through such a fall
Is something I'd never known

I loved you and feared you
And it was hard to live that way
But I patiently waited on God
And He finally made a way

The hate that consumes you,
It runs incredibly deep
And I was terribly hurt
Falling from this cliff so very steep

But now I have forgiven you
Free from the fear in which I was kept
Taught to forgive in a deeper way,
By God's love that has greater depth

There are times when things seem normal again
We laugh and talk about trivial things
We enjoy each other's company
But we can't deny the thought in our minds
Unspoken words of what lingers behind
Of knowing it will come sooner than we are ready for
I don't know if I will be able to stand the sorrow
Of losing you before your body goes
And sometimes I sit and cry alone
For it is hard to watch you slowly go....