He Was Loved by Dreamer

Holding your hand in passing
My memories flashing my mind
Like photos in an album
Each moment caught in time

Every minute was eternity
Every minute filled with pure love
Reliving the wonderful moments we shared
I wonder were you watching us from above

I felt your hand go cold in mine
I knew your life had passed us by
Mom kissed your face one last time
We all hung our heads and cried

It didn't seem all that fair to us
That you were taken so young
But thinking of all you accomplished in life
I knew that your job here was done

I pulled the sheet across your face
There was no more, anything there to see
For all that was you, now resides in our hearts
And we hold close your memory

Clive (67.42.132.212) -- Thursday, October 28 2004, 02:45 pm

So nice
Beautiful and very touching, It is so nice to be able to remember all those memories we hold dear,
An award winning poem Rebecca

joyce ivy (65.12.41.214) -- Thursday, October 28 2004, 04:03 pm

VERY TOUCHING
i feel your loss..it is nice to have the memories...i hold my mothers memories in my heart everyday..beautiful and touching poem...

Dino (205.188.116.71) -- Friday, October 29 2004, 08:35 am

I can relate
Thanks for a wonderful poem. For those who can't relate to this pain. This was an intense pain I've never felted before. As you watch day by day, hour by hour, to the last minute. Where do they go I wonder? As we hang our heads and prayed, he raised his hand, I guess to wave good-bye? Thanks so much for your poem, it brought back his memory. It made me not be afraid of death.

Terrie* (65.148.230.166) -- Saturday, October 30 2004, 01:35 am

Dreamer..all i can say..
i feel your loss....so close to my heart...

thank you for sharing your heart...

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