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Now In Heaven

Now In Heaven Here I have been sitting in my high-chair, Throwing food here, there and everywhere, And ended up getting a few things on me; My hands of course, frowning face and knee. Mama looked mean with ferocious fire in her eyes, Then before you knew it started to realize, Long ago thought of doing a similar thing, And many memories back would bring. She remembered being about the same age, When dad had melanoma not sure what stage, He had hard time breathing and started gasping; His memory and health were now lapsing. Took him to local hospital late at night; Tried to hold back tears with all my might, When I say him so still laying there, Family and friends were crying everywhere. Next morning found his body dead in bed; Buried him and over grave prayers were said, And pretty soon before each of us knew, Was an angel in heaven, that is true. Now every day when he looks down on us, Said to himself, they shouldn't raise a fuss; While I was at church praying and kneeling, Looked up and his face was on the ceiling. At me, seemed to be smiling so sweet; Said in heaven we both are bound to meet; By God every day am being properly fed, Also sure like lying here in my new bed. So dear, yourself should start to prepare, Clothes and things scattered, here, there and everywhere, So they will look okay when left behind, And thank the priest who to us was kind. Forget what happened and in heaven will be, With your soul from sin finally set free; While here in heaven then take one last, Long look back at our humble, happy past. Sun will awake, and after, each day is done, You had been my fine and precious one, Who I loved very much and oh so dear; Now in heaven , once more, are nice and near. For me, you were my fine, precious one, Who I always will love much and very dear, Are in our arms once more nice and near.

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Date: 8/8/2014 5:55:00 AM
Such a poignant sad write that i can relate to on oh so many levels:-( Hugs jan xxx
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Jan Allison
Date: 8/8/2014 10:06:00 AM
we found out in Junes that dads skin cancer (he had it for years) was actually malignant melanoma - he now has colon and lung cancer and is terminally ill - he smoked heavily then gave up about 25 years ago - still the damage is done - they should sell the packets in coffin shaped boxes. It is now 4pm in the Isle of Man and we r just back from our UK break:-) Hugs Jan xxx
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James Horn
Date: 8/8/2014 6:21:00 AM
We just found out that our hairdresser's husband had stage four melanoma of some organs and glands. The only real thing he has been devote at is smoking. Sad. Cancer is getting them smokers time and again. Que' sere' sere', what will be will be, When will there ever learn, when will they ever learn. This sort of comes to mind. It is probably in the afternoon in Isle of Man, right? Jim Horn

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