Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Precious Days



We Remember

In the rising of the sun
And its going down.
We remember him.

In the blowing of the wind
And in the chill of the winter.
We remember him.

In the opening of the buds
And in the warmth of the summer,
We remember him;

And when we are weary
And in need of strenghth,
We remember him;

When we are lost
And sick at heart,
We remember him.

When we have joys
We long to share,
We remember him.

So long as we shall live
He to shall live,
For he is now a part of us as
We remember him.

(from the Gates of Heaven prayer)

3 comments:

Deb Lacativa said...

This just breaks my heart. I went downstairs and kissed my two grown boys.

Digitalgran said...

What a wonderful poem for someone who has lost a child, the ending is so positive. He will always be there for you. My thoughts are with you.

mido_6000 said...

thats really a great poem.
thanks alot