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| A Message From Heaven A mother's heart was broken when she lost her loving boy, why did he have to go, she said, couldn't understand why. She didn't know at the time her thoughts were heaven bound. That her boy there with the angels, on her was looking down. He felt the sadness that she bore, to the angels he did say, that's my mom who's crying have to help her out today. He said, I have a message, I'd like for her to read. Want to tell of the beauty, how I walk now with my friend. I know her burden is heavy, but if she could only see the fun that I am having she'd have no misery. It's like I'm on vacation up here in glory land. I walk on streets of pure gold, this she will understand. When reading this she will smile, then go on with her life. She will be the mom she always was, to my father be his wife. I will hurry now dear angels, before the mailman comes around. My message has to go today, on the train that is earthward bound. I want mom to get my message before bowing tonight her head. She will know then that I am with her, in spirit by her bed. |
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| He Only Took My Hand Last night while I was trying to sleep, My son's voice I did hear. I opened my eyes and looked around, But he did not appear. He said "Mom, you've got to listen, You've got to understand God didn't take me from you, He only took my hand. When I called out in pain that night The instant that I died, He reached down and took my hand, And pulled me to His side. He pulled me up and saved me From the misery and pain. My body was hurt so badly inside I could never be the same. My search is really over now, I've found happiness within, All the answers to my empty dreams And all that might have been. I love you all and miss you so, And I'll always be nearby My body's gone forever, But my spirit will never die! And so you must all go on now, Live one day at a time, Just understand- God did not take me from you, He only took my hand" - Author Unknown |
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| Don't think of him as gone away--his journey's just begun life holds so many facets-- this earth is only one... Just think of him as resting from the sorrows and the tears in a place of warmth and comfort where there are no days and years. Think how he must be wishing that we could know today that nothing but our sadness can really pass away. And think of him as living in the hearts of those he touched.. for nothing loved is ever lost and he was loved so much. -E. Brenneman- |
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