Mommy cries and ends our rest.
Hard to breathe, for pain they hold me;
I absorb their tears, many there will be.
Some day they will tell me and I will know,
Of him whose love will always grow;
That clenches the hearts of every one,
Those waiting to see him when all is done.
Happy Birthday, Cousin Paul. We miss you.
Thank you John for such a beautiful poem. As I read it through a blur of tears, I think about the wonderful cousin relationship you two had. Then the day he visited Matthew, he called me in tears of happiness for you and Katie. I will treasure this poem always.
ReplyDeleteLove, Joie