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For Those I've lost.


I haven't completed this page. It is  painful one to write. I will also include here anything for the living loved ones who are lost to me, too.

For My Mom

"Legacy"

Did you really think these things wouldn't get done

once you weren't here to do them?

Don't you know that I'm the one

who will let you shine right through them?

"Don't worry about my lillies any more!

Not important," you gasped,

"Let them go"

and then you clapsed your hand with mine

We said good by one last time,

And don't you know

Your legacy is mine.

Your lilies bloom

and your coi circle their roots,

and, yea, I'll tell you the truth,

We have big worries

and bitter tea,

Seen some long days

since you left me.

But lilies, your lilies,

are very important to me

Don't you know

that I'm your legacy?

So those arriving still see

Coi and lilies in the water,

and you through me,

Your daughter.

Your legacy is safe with me.

2004

 

 

Jackie

Jackie Lynn took my heart

gently changed its form,

And handed back a gift from God

that could weather any storm.

Often late at night

she would tell me stories of her life,

Pouring out 42 years

until the morning light.

I listened in amazement

as she never said "Why Me?"

She felt that those who loved her

were the real victims of E.B.

Jackie didn't just overcome E.B.

She made it disappear,

Overpowering it with love of life

although death was always near.

In her eyes I saw eturnity

and it took away my breath,

Surely just such eyes had closed

the day that Jesus wept.

She leaves behind a legacy

More precious than silver and gold,

A love of life beyond belief

and purity of soul.

We will miss her presence

but be thankful for God's will,

And that He loved us enough

to give us Jackie Lynn Caudill.

1996

 

I lost him

it seems like yesterday and forever

Since then

Laughter comes by a maunal lever.

Pieces of our hearts

Cross on ahead and away,

and, Damn It!

it hurts!

The I love you's left to say.

And yes he's with me

I hold his spirit near

Comforted that he waits for me,

I'l face my own year

without fear

nor rush,

because I know

He was too close to be far

be he light years away,

Where he or I are

we are

a gift for which we pay

With heart ache.

Heart Break,

A loss that cam make

yur heart

almost stop,

A force that can take

you to the very top,

and bottom,

all depths of pain,

to remain,

behind

living then in refrain

in the memory

of your soul and mind.

 

My Father

Daddy

 

I remember watching Daddy play

with Grandma's dog on Christmas Day.

Their faces both so full of joy

As Daddy stood and threw the toy.

Off ran the dog after the toy

while Daddy stood laughing like a little boy.

That's why now

that my daddy's not here

The dog to me seems very dear.

For shining through the dog's kind face

I see my daddy

in another place.

A place where one can always play

like the dog and Daddy

On Christmas Day.

1968