"It Was August"
It was August and it was hot,
and I was crying too...
And yes, I heard them coming
to pull me away from you.
They said: "We'll have to take him now,"
"You see, it's almost noon....."
I answered: "Damn the clock, not yet!"
"It's still a bit too soon!"
I still have things to say to him,
and he has things for me...
There's still a moment to be shared,
to know ~ to feel ~ to be.
Give me ten-more-minutes
just to stay here by his bed...
His spirit still holds on to mine
although his body's dead.
I see him looking up at me,
although I closed his eyes...
Go and leave us for awhile
to finish our good-byes.
And when they did, I held you close,
saying: "Sweetheart, have no fear."
"It's God who's reaching out for you,"
"till then... I'll stay right here."
I promised you'd never be alone,
that I'd always care for you...
I hear the Angels coming,
but I'll hold you till they do.
I kissed your head, I kissed your eyes,
I kissed your fingertips...
I hugged your lifeless body,
and then I kissed your lips.
One last good-bye ~ one burning tear
to seal you in my heart...
One silent scream ~ one ended dream
before the rituals start.
And in your ear, I said a prayer
and touched you with a Cross...
No one will ever know this day
my boundless sense of loss.
I feel the Angels presence now,
it's time for us to part....
"Ashes to Ashes" and "Dust to Dust"
...is referring to my heart.
It's August and it's hot,
and I still cry some too...
Twenty years ago today,
and I still think of you.
Written In Memory of my Husband
For what is it to die
but to stand naked in the wind
and melt into the sun?
And what is it
to cease breathing but to free the
breath from its restless tides
that it may rise and expand and
seek God unencumbered?
Only when you drink
from the river of silence shall
you indeed sing...
And when you have reached
the mountain tops,
then shall you begin to climb.
And when the earth
shall claim your limbs,
Then shall you truly dance!
(The Prophet by Kahlil Gibran )
I Am Not Here
Don't stand by my grave and weep,
For I'm not there ~ I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow...
I am the diamonds glint upon the snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain...
I am the gentle autumn rain...
When you awaken in mornings hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circle flight...
I am the soft stars that shine at night...
Do not stand at my grave and cry...
I am not there ~ I did not die.
( Clare Harmer Lyon )
When Tomorrow Starts Without Me
When tomorrow starts without me,
And I'm not here to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes;
All filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry
The way you did today,
While thinking of the many things
We didn't get to say.
I know how much you love me,
As much as I love you.
And each time you think of me.
I'll know you miss me too.
But when tomorrow starts without me,
Please try to understand
That an Angel came and called my name,
And took me by the hand.
She said my place was ready
In heaven up above,
And that I'd have to leave behind
All those I dearly love.
But as I turned to walk away,
A tear fell from my eye
For all my life - I'd always thought
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
So much left yet to do,
It seemed almost impossible
That I was leaving you.
I thought of all the yesterdays,
The good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared
And all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
Just even for a while,
I'd say good bye and kiss you,
And maybe see you smile.
But then I fully realized
That this could never be,
For emptiness and memories
Would take the place of me.
And when I thought of wordly things
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you and when I did
My heart was filled with sorrow.
But when I walked through heaven's gates
I felt so much at home,
When God looked down and smiled at me
From His great golden throne.
He said "This is eternity,
And all I promised you.
Today you life on earth is past
But here, it starts anew."
"I promise no tomorrows,
But today will always last.
And since each day's the same way,
There's no longing for the past.
You have been so faithful,
So trusting and so true,
Though there were times
You did some things
You knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
And now at last, you're free,
So won't you come and take My hand
And share My life with Me?"
So when tomorrow comes without me,
Don't think we're far apart...
For every time you think of me...
I'm right here in your heart.
By: David Romano - 1993
May the wind
Gently lift you
On wings of hope.
May the song of the earth
Free your spirit to rise and soar.
May each sunrise
bring you renewed energy
And the promise of a beautiful day.
May the angels smile on you
And touch your life
With PEACE and JOY.