Cheer that blossomed within our hearts,
stirred by your presence at each day’s start,
yearns to wilt when you depart.
But our song will sing again, tomorrow.
The smiles that pierced through saddened guise,
the rays which conquered thundered skies,
they ache to dim neath heaven’s cries.
But the sun will rise again, tomorrow.
For many years our lives you blessed,
but the hour has come for you to rest,
to soar upon hills on golden crest.
So have no fear, tomorrow.
For on that day, I know we shall meet again.
Dedicated to Pam, in memory of Sammy ♥
Categories: All Poetry, Death & Loss, Poetry by Phoebe
Yes, we shall meet again. This will be so, thru Jesus Christ <3 <3 <3 Beautiful poetry you do write.
So true. And thank you. 🙂
Your poems reveal love and hope, and the illustrations are awesome! I am humbled that you liked my blog “Beauty Day 11.” Thank-you!
Thank you for your kind words! 🙂