When I touched you, I relived the times
That my mother lived - And she was mine
You're different people - this is true
Yet I couldn't help sensing her in you....
You see, my mother left a void which men will never fill
Although I try to move ahead - I miss her even still -
Just because I act the part in keeping up a front
Sometimes it's hard, cuz memories open all the doors I've shut
But I know you understand me - Deep within your heart -
For your spirit is in tune with God and never will depart
You sense His Presence flow through me - as I sense His in you
And do not criticize or blame me for substituting you
For I know well, inside my soul, that Mom has long since gone
Into the Land of Eternal Day - She sings a brand new song -
And somehow, I suspect that she has spoken unto you
Cuz we are joined in one accord - We have ONE heart, not TWO....
Yes, in God's world, we're all akin - No strangers are found there
We think the thoughts of Higher Realms - Our secrets are laid bare -
I'm grafted in, along with you, and Mom is waiting there
To usher in her brand new friend - the one with whom I've shared
Your searching, grief, and confusing days
Whether near or far - For you, I've prayed
So, I thank you for your gifts to me
For in touching you? I could also see
And sense the Presence of our Lord
My mother's sweetness, still adored --
You wear a different face, 'tis true
But we're connected - Me and you -
Yes, I will grieve when you depart
To join the loved ones in your heart
I will remain with your daughter, here
To help her cope and withstand fear
For we know best of anyone ---
That you, and Mom, are with God's Son
How grateful I am for your gifts to me ----
Your daughter......And your memory........
© 1999 Dorothy Womack

PLEASE DON'T CRY OVER ME

My Baby - Please don't cry over me -
Don't you realize that I can still see
The tears on your cheeks - and the grief in your eyes?
Because I am suffering and cannot surmise
Just what is happening to me, day to day
But I'm safe with Jesus - He hears when I pray -
I don't bear the pain that it looks like to you
It is momentary, forgotten anew ----
Yet often I'm given a glimpse of beyond
To what is awaiting with Jesus, the Son -
I count not my struggles as anything near
What Christ bore for all those whom He loved dear
Please, allow me to comfort you in the midst of YOUR pain
For I will be leaving - While you will remain -
Your tears are for ME - Your grief, also too -
But what you are missing is that I cry for YOU
Because you'll face problems and obstacles still
Long after I've left here - Yet, within God's will -
And looking back over your trials, you will see
My tears had a purpose ---
Please don't cry over me ...........
© 1999 Dorothy Womack

MY LAST PLEA

We all know I'm leaving - So let's cut to the chase
I'm glad to be rid of this body and place!!
Do not spend your time in grieving for me
For I went on living despite losses, you see
When my loved ones departed - I went right along
Picked up the pieces - and sang a new song
For God Himself loved me and gave me the way
To strengthen in stature, like HIM, every day ---
I knew life was precious and I wasted no time
Focused on others' needs instead of on mine ---
Often I tried to conquer my pain
By giving to others - So, thus, did I gain
I've lived out my lifetime the best way I knew
God's Love always led me and confidence grew
In knowing my steps were each ordered of God
And He would be with me, wherever I trod ---
So I'll ask you, once only, to grant my last plea
Don't sit by and STARE - For, with Jesus, I'll be
I will not be lonely, in my bed, on that day
For God and His Angels will be there ----
To BEAR ME AWAY ........
© 1999 Dorothy Womack

BEHIND ALL THE LAUGHTER

Behind all the laughter, the smiles and the grins
Lies pain undescriptive - Seems never to end -
She goes forth each day with her love for the world
Never showing how deeply her sorrows unfurled
She notices often the sadness behind
Those whom she visits, who are losing their minds
She brings joy and laughter to that nursing home
By being God's instrument - His blood, to atone -
For each one residing in their own hell on earth
She brings to them beauty - tells them of their worth -
And value to Jesus - Always, and ever to be -
His truest witness of Eternity ---
They laugh and feel better just knowing she's there
For those thought forgotten - They are grateful she cares
She doesn't reveal much of the pain she goes through
She's centered in others - Doing all she can do
To make their lives better, richer and free ---
Beyond all their suffering - Beyond what you see -
Behind all the laughter - a heart's beating still
With unanswered questions - Yet trusting God's will
She looks towards tomorrow and all it may bring
The goodness and promises of Jesus, the King
She longs for God's Heaven and what will come after
This is the person --- Behind all the laughter......
© 1999 Dorothy Womack **Dedicated to Brenda Race, my SISTER

PALE BLUE EYES

As I look into your pale blue eyes
I see the pain you try hard to disguise ---
Yet to no avail - Because to me
While others are blind - I clearly see
All this decision has taken from you
The many dreams you sought to come true
Still, you go on with twinkling smile
Hiding your tears, just a little while ---
But don't forget there are some who know
How deep the impact - How swift the blow
We take note of your steps, you see
Your mother, your husband, your sons and me ---
So never feel alone, although this road intrudes
Upon every dream you had - and heartfelt pain ensues
For God is mindful of each day - The way in which you came
And one day, His riches grant - To you, who bears His Name
Oft times you couldn't see the way you went
So God looked down and His Angels, He sent
To shed light upon your darkened path
And assure you of God's Love - never His wrath
Standing at these crossroads, soon you find
What mattered once now remains behind ---
What matters most lies just ahead
For Jesus is waiting - Along with your dad
To usher your mother back into her Homeland
Angels and old friends are among those who stand
Ready to greet her as she comes through the Gate
For the best things come to those who wait ----
Once touched by the Master, you come forth changed
Only what's done for Christ will remain .....
Hold tight to His hand, which some folk can't see
This is the way that you find yourself free ------
Free from the cares that this world puts on you
Free from the choices imposed upon you ---
Free from derision, self-doubt and great grief
As you see through the Saviour, you obtain sweet relief
And while you must linger along the way
God has promised, by your side, He will stay
You'll hear Him in whispers - See Him in the skies
He'll become the twinkle in your pale blue eyes
One day, all this will become only a dream
Even though the ordeal's been forever, it seems
God has promised a NEW DAY is coming for you
I want to be there, when HIS PRESENCE breaks through.....
©1999 Dorothy Womack ** Written for Brenda Race

A WIRE

It is said that God always brings good out of bad --
I know this is true - For you're the dearest friend I've ever had
Our relationship grew by great leaps and bounds
We bonded in silence - So close - It astounds
Me today - To realize how much has come forth
Within and without - Affecting my own worth
Ashes and brokenness were all I had left
My self-esteem negligible - Shaken at best -
Not only returned, but soared far beyond
Any and all dreams I'd ever begun ----
Never would I have expected to find my best friend
Through the lines of computers, at the other end
To learn that what I've believed as true
Is a living reality - Since knowing you ----
When God's Love dwells between people (two)
As it obviously does with me and with you ---
There are no barriers, gender or race
No denominations, shame or disgrace
Yes now I know, truly, forever to be ----
Our lives and hearts connected, through all Eternity --
God's plan started with our mothers - this is true
But He continued HIS Love, joining me to you
And though we go forward, without them in our lives
They live inside our hearts and forever will survive ---
As we move onward in our commitment to Him
We bring along our lifemates - to sink or to swim -
Together, we'll face whatever the day brings
The four of us - Envisioning better things -
Not lingering in the past, but looking ahead
Bonded forever, in HIS Name and Stead ---
Never expecting undeniable change ---
Lives completely altered and rearranged --
God's Wisdom surpasses all we could desire
He met the needs of our hearts ---
Through using a WIRE.............
© 2000 Dorothy Womack ** Dedicated to Brenda Race

THE WALK

Although you must walk this road on your own
Please try to remember that you're never alone ---
For I, too, walked this pathway of sorrow and woe
Leaving my mother at Heaven - then turning to go
Back from whence I came - Without her beside
Me for companionship, to comfort and guide ---
I felt the winds howling - The darkness so near -
But I kept walking onward, despite all my fears
I knew I was leaving Mom to rest in God's arms
She'd be safe from illness, diseases and harm ---
No longer would pain control all of her days
She'd have a new body - At Jesus, she'd gaze
While I just kept walking this road I'd once come
Back to my own life - My own race to run -
I'd delivered my mother to the Gates of the Lord
And now I must continue to press onward ---
This I found almost impossible to do ---
I know, with God's help, it will be easier for you
But giving our mothers into God's loving care
Is difficult at best - and painful to bear
For they dwell with God now - No longer do we
Touch them and hold them, hear them and see
Their animated bodies dancing round in our heads
We've lost all those images - Replaced with instead
Holes in our hearts - Vacancies in our lives
There is none to comfort - No one to surmise
How devastating losses like these are to those
Who wanted to keep what they surely must lose
So, we let our spirits direct us instead
We followed God's will, not ours, as He said:
'For in losing, you find and in giving, you gain'
We gave God our treasures: our mothers, our names
And He gave us mercy and grace for the task
We know that He'll do whatever we ask
When we do so, believing, that He's on our side
His Spirit takes over - In our hearts, He resides
We walk on a path which is beaten by years
Its' turns often swift - Igniting our fears
But God walked this path too - When He once was here
So it's our consolation - This pathway of tears -
For someday we'll walk on this road once again
Except, someone else will be guiding our hands ---
And we'll be received by Jesus above ---
For those on this path walk a trail of pure love ........
© 1999Dorothy Womack
**Written for Brenda Race
I LOVE YOU, FOREVER & EVER

WALK WITH THE ANGELS

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