The wind is slicing through
The tree tops today,
On its way to some far away place.
Causing a flurry of leaves
To come showering down,
To cover the earth’s autumn face.
As the blustery wind
Passes through on this day,
Swirling round like some heavenly grace,
My mind wanders back
To the days long gone by,
To the sweetness of Mom’s loving face.
Like the wind,
She too, passed this way
And all too soon, she was gone.
Leaving three lives behind,
To treasure her love,
Leaving three lives, so sad and alone
One day we will meet her again in God’s heaven,
We’ll worship together
With hearts bursting with love.
We’ll sing and we’ll dance
And we’ll worship the King,
With angels rejoicing around and above.
What a day that will be!
I look forward with joy,
Until then, her memory’s held dear.
And I’m thankful to God
For every minute, every day, every month
That my dear mom was here.
Nelda Johnson
For my Mother, Mary Katherine Saintes, Kitty for short.
Our Mother
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Gifts From Above 