I read a couple of my poems as part of the program before the balloon release. I was so pleased that the words came to me for this poem. My husband took a lot of wonderful pictures. Here is a picture of the balloons soaring to our children. We celebrate their lives and love!
Today under a clear blue sky,
Wiping tears from our eyes,
We will release our balloons,
Commemorating lives gone too soon.
On wings of love we set them free,
For our angel children to see,
Floating through space and time,
Past the staircase we wish we could climb.
A symbolic gesture that helps us to heal,
From the sorrow that we feel,
Another means for us to say,
You live in our hearts every day.
Balloons filled with laughter, balloons filled with tears,
Balloons filled with memories for the time you were here,
Dancing in the sunlight on currents of air,
Brimming with thanks for all that we shared.
We imagine our children on the other side,
Catching the balloons as they glide,
Red and yellow, purple and gold,
They know which balloon is theirs to hold.
We know our children are happy, they are dancing now too,
And we want to always celebrate you,
Forever our daughters, forever our sons,
Only temporarily parted, our precious ones.
Wiping tears from our eyes,
We will release our balloons,
Commemorating lives gone too soon.
On wings of love we set them free,
For our angel children to see,
Floating through space and time,
Past the staircase we wish we could climb.
A symbolic gesture that helps us to heal,
From the sorrow that we feel,
Another means for us to say,
You live in our hearts every day.
Balloons filled with laughter, balloons filled with tears,
Balloons filled with memories for the time you were here,
Dancing in the sunlight on currents of air,
Brimming with thanks for all that we shared.
We imagine our children on the other side,
Catching the balloons as they glide,
Red and yellow, purple and gold,
They know which balloon is theirs to hold.
We know our children are happy, they are dancing now too,
And we want to always celebrate you,
Forever our daughters, forever our sons,
Only temporarily parted, our precious ones.
1 comment:
Hi, I was at the Ballon release on Sunday when you were reading your poems. You did a very good job and were very brave to stand up there and share your personal thoughts. I read my poem as well and it was like taking a fresh breath of air. Again you did a wonderful job. I would love to share some of my poetry with you. Kind Regards, Katrina Brooks
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