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Please Don'T Cry Because I'M Gone

I see the family gathered around and my heart is there with you. As I see your faces I know that you are sad. I was blessed as an only child with a family such as you. It was a joy to be your mother. There were many things I did to care for you as you were growing up. All these things I did were done out of love. I loved your father with a love that was unconditional, and his love for me carried me throughout the tough times in our lives together. I hope that this love is something that I've left behind for all of you to share. Someday Dad and I shall be together again. I can see your pain and I feel your sadness. Please don’t cry because I’m gone. I will be with all of you in your memories. We will all be together again someday and we will all rejoice together. Though I've left this world behind I've taken a part of it with me… Your pains and sorrows will heal with time and your lives will continue. Remember me with love in your hearts and be happy when I’m on your minds. I’ll be waiting with anticipation to see each one of you again. Until that time, remember, I’ll be before our Lord every day, interceding for you so that my prayers I had on earth will be answered here in Heaven. Please don’t cry, because I’m gone. Just remember that I’m with the one who created me. There is no greater peace than to be with the one who can do all things and can do them right. As I left this world and went to be with the Lord, there were people there I hadn't seen for many years. They were here with open arms to greet me and the joy I felt was so wonderful. It was like another family reunion. Please be at peace as you travel the road home and know that I’ll be here with open arms to greet you as you enter into the presence of the Lord. Please don’t cry because I’m gone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 5/17/2014 5:26:00 AM
This was what I read when my mother passed. For some reason my family thought I would do something either stupid or comical... Sometimes I just don't understand people... Maybe that is why I write... PR
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