Angel Chimes

I have angel chimes by my front door,
With words that I am hoping for,
Peace and love and serenity,
All the qualities I pray for me.

When the chimes are gently ringing,
I believe angels are bringing,
Healing energies to ground and center,
To everyone that will enter.

How grateful I am to know the divine,
Is surrounding us all the time,
When we open and believe,
There are many gifts that we’ll receive.

I welcome in this flow of chi,
With all the positive energy,
So that my house is filled with love,
Blessings from the angels above.

Hummingbird

     After a couple of years trying to get a hummingbird picture at our feeder in the back yard, we finally had a good opportunity yesterday, and my husband got this shot when one flew to our hanging basket.  I thought it would be a perfect image for this poem.

Tiny hummingbird flying by,
A flash of color in the sky,
With the blurred beating of your little wings,
What is the message that you bring?

The beauty in life is what you remind us of,
And to appreciate the things we love,
To move forward, not looking back,
So we don’t focus on what we lack.

You also help us to feel joy inside,
Gratitude for being alive,
To savor each moment and to open our hearts,
Searching for the sweetness that life can impart.

What a beautiful winged messenger to see,
With wonderful symbology,
Thank you hummingbird, for showing us the way,
To find happiness in each new day.

A Path Paved With Tears

Anyone who has lost a child can tell,
What it’s like to be in Hell,
Torment becomes a part of you,
A new familiar in all you do.

As we struggle through the years,
Our path is paved with many tears,
We pray that we will find relief,
From this pain of constant grief.

If we are lucky in our family and friends,
They share their love to help us mend,
But often focused on issues of their own,
They leave us feeling even more alone.

Most people do not reach out,
Not caring or thinking how they can help,
A simple I’m sorry, or I think about you,
Is more than they can manage to do.

Our children’s names are seldom spoken,
Which makes us even more heartbroken,
Because our children are not physically here,
Doesn’t make them any less dear.

We all need to think about love and sharing,
And ways to show compassion and caring,
A warm hug, or a caring smile,
Help make life feel more worthwhile.

If we learn to open our hearts,
Realizing we are all a part,
Of a common greater whole,
Love would nourish our souls.

An Angel's Kiss

Give your worries, sorrows or fears,
To the angels because they hear,
Feel the heavenly brushing of their wings,
With the divine love that they bring.

I do not want to miss,
The whisper of an angel’s kiss,
Or a sign they send to me,
When in faith I believe.

Catch my teardrops when I cry,
I know you watch from on high,
When my pain is too much to bear,
Wrap me in your wings of care.

In the stillness help me find,
The peace that comes from the divine,
And surrender into a sea of love,
Gifts from the angels above.

Do Not Cry

     I wrote this today.  This past week was particularly hard for me for a number of reasons.  Thank you, Graham, for this message.  You are the "wind beneath my wings."  I love you more than my words can say.

Close your eyes and go to sleep,
I am with you mother, do not weep,
Place your hand upon your heart,
My hand is there too, never apart.

Feel the love I have for you,
And the strength to see you through,
I am with you every day,
Helping you to find your way.

No more sorrow, smile for me,
I want to see you living happily,
Our love is forever, love doesn’t die,
Please mother, do not cry.

Remember our years with joy and smiles,
Every moment was so worthwhile,
Only partially separated for a brief time,
Our hearts remain forever entwined.

Never Forgotten

Although your earthly time is done,
You will never be forgotten, my son,
I will love you forever,
And honor and remember.

As long as I live, you will live too,
You are part of all I do,
You share my heartbeats, share my breath,
What is this thing called death?

When I shed my body, I will gladly fly,
To that glorious kingdom in the sky,
Knowing you are waiting for me,
Brings me a sense of serenity.

I will do my best with my remaining years,
Working through my pain and tears,
To rediscover inner peace and joy,

Until we’re reunited, my precious boy.

Music of the Soul

We cry for ourselves, not loved ones gone,
They are happy in the great beyond,
No more burdens, heartache or stress,
They live in a state of pure happiness.

It’s those of us left behind,
Who struggle with the concept of time,
On this planet of pain and tears,
Learning and growing through the years.

What a blessing you were to me,
Like a magnificent symphony,
With haunting passages of turbulent lows,
Mixed with brilliant crescendos.

Across the pages lines of notes play,
But then abruptly go away,
A symphony of the story of you,
My wonderful son of twenty-two.

What movement would be playing now,
If you were still here somehow?
A work of such hope and promise,
With so much more to accomplish.

My darling son,
Your earthly work must have been done,
You are now a more brilliant light,
Just beyond earthly sight.

Composing more passages on another plane,
With knowledge earned through joy and pain,
The music of your soul will always flow,
In our hearts this we know.

Listening with our inner ear,
The melody is very clear,
We will strive to overcome our sorrow,
In God’s promise of a joyous tomorrow.

A House of Broken Dreams

A house of boards and beams,
Built with so many hopes and dreams,
A family endeavor in which we all had our parts,
A vision so dear to our hearts.

Like waiting for a baby to come,
It took nine months until the house was done,
It was so exciting to wait for the day,
We could move in and stay.

For two and a half years we enjoyed the house,
Your presence is felt throughout,
But one morning as you waved good-bye,
So many of our dreams suddenly died.

It’s been several years now that you’ve been gone,
And the emptiness stretches on,
In a home now of broken dreams,
Nothing is as it seems.

We never know what the years will hold,
A child is more precious than gold,
When you died a part of us died too,
And everything changed from what we knew.

God's Time

The days are turning into years,
Since the time you last were here,
It doesn’t seem like that much time has passed,
When we were able to see you last.

You are now beyond our physical touch,
But in our hearts loved so much,
Why did you have to go?
There are so many things I don’t know.

What can ever take this pain away?
It’s so hard living with sorrow each day,
Sometimes I tire of being here,
I pray for my purpose to become more clear.

Sweet angels of mercy, healing, and grace,
Comfort me in your loving embrace,
Help me learn to let go,
And to discover the gifts of my soul.

Let me surrender to the peace of the Divine,
Accepting that all is in God’s time,
Give me faith that one day I’ll be,
Walking in love and harmony.

Heal the wounds of my heart,
Mend the jagged, aching parts,
Remembering with every breath,
That ultimately there is no death.

We will be together again,
When my earthly time comes to an end,
Two souls united once more,
When I too enter Heaven’s door.