Miles Away: A Poem About Distance Of The Heart
Distance Of The Heart.
Though you are right next to me,
And I can hear you breathe.
I know that you’re not really here,
I never felt you leave.
You slipped away so quietly,
And left me feeling small,
You’re smile’s what I’m wishing for,
But still you let me fall.
I wish that we had really talked,
all those years ago.
I hope that all is well with you,
I know you had to go.
I wrote this poem shortly after my mother passed away. She had been in a coma a couple of weeks before she died, but I believe that she could still hear me. I held her hand as she left. It is difficult to describe all the regrets that I have, but I trust that she knew how very much that I loved her.
Never take your loved ones for granted. They can be gone in an instant for there is no guarentee how long we have with them.
Missing My Mom
We are here today because my mother, Diane Evans, passed away last Saturday. Mom was loved by many people and she loved her family above all else. She tolerated more than most people would and always persevered through difficult times. Mom was born and raised in Philadelphia, around the corner from my father. They were married fifty-four years
Mom was sick a long time but still she kept her sense of humor, even towards the end. My mother had a deep faith in God and the Blessed Mother, that she held onto throughout her life. I take comfort in knowing that she is now pain free.
“Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. 2 I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. 3 And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God. 4 He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away." Revelation 21: 1-6.
My mother worked hard all of her life and she sacrificed to make sure that her children had everything that they needed. Like most kids, we were not as grateful as we should have been, but she loved us unconditionally. I don’t know how we will get along with out her, but I know what she would tell us. Her exact words would be, “oh, stop it”. My mother is now sitting with Jesus and Jesus is telling God the Father that “Mom said”
Isaiah 43: 1 “Fear not, for I have redeemed you, I have called you by name, you are mine.
Ist Corinthians says,
“Love never fails. Love is patient, love is kind. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. That was my mother. The very epitome of Love.
written by Mary Krenz