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The
dust has settled on the things
That
I have stored away
A
favorite toy, for little boy
A jar of
dried out clay.
A
photograph when you were young
Sits
quietly on the shelf
Thoughts
of you come drifting back
I
just can’t help myself.
A
drawing that you made for me
When
you were very small
Is
framed within this heart of mine
And hangs
upon the wall.
A
scrapbook lies within the room
Where
you once laid your head
Your
favorite book, a model car
The pillow
on your bed.
I
miss you coming home from school
“Hey
mom, it’s me, I’m home”
I
miss the little words and hugs
The
special times we’ve known.
A
part of me just disappeared
The
day you went away
An
empty space now fills my heart
There
are no words to say.
A
closet filled with memories
Of
happy days gone by
A
baseball cap and souvenir
Why
did you have to die?
The
trophies that you won at school
Stand
proudly on display
Your
many friends can’t understand
Why
God called you away.
I
hear your voice within the halls
It
echoes in the night
I
see you in the evening mist
And
in the morning light.
So
many things you left behind
Are
now a memory
But
little arms that held me tight
Will
always stay with me.
An
empty space now fills my heart
My
boy, my child, my son
You’ve
gone into another world
Where
golden dreams are spun.
I
do not know the answers
It
‘s not for me to know
But
I will know the truth one day
Just
why you had to go.
My
turn will come to leave this world
I’ll
gaze into your eyes
God’s
perfect plan will be revealed
.... Up
there in paradise.
©2005
Marilyn Ferguson
 
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