Christmas Without Mom

To eulogize your life when we have spent so many years apart
 gives me comfort and memories of your precious passed life
 
 You speak to me in my dreams and share images of a castle by the stream
 it's walls shine of elegance a beauty of luster gold for your soul it now holds

 My Mother, you are now a jewel of heaven, a gem in God's crown
 as his loving arms hold you and his angels wings wrap around.

 I know you sit in the room of hearts and some day you will take me in your arms,
 while the angels play their harps like the soft swaying sound of a violin my soul 
 will then depart.

 As I stroll to the waters edge of sadness and my reflection is looking back
 I see my mothers wonderful smile our characteristics and mannerism
 you blessed me as a child.

 Tonight I will sleep and you will whisper in my ear all the stories 
 from the day that I was born, taking away my sadness and
 giving me comfort to help me not to mourn. 

 So on Christmas morn when I awake from my dream that we shared
 I will not see the lights from my Christmas tree
 only the glow from the angel who has given me a life and a soul that is free.

 T Reams 12/3/15      I miss you Mom
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Makama Avatar
January 25, 2016 at 12:32 PM
This is amazing and lovely. Thank you for the incredible share.
Reams Avatar
February 4, 2016 at 8:49 AM
Thank you so much Funom for the strong and wonderful comment!
Fraser Avatar
December 8, 2015 at 12:08 PM
It's never a good moment when one thinks of past loved ones. It hits home harder whrn it's at Christmas Time. Wishing you a Happy Christmas Tammy ~~ James ~~
Reams Avatar
December 9, 2015 at 5:24 PM
Thank you James and you and your family have a wonderful Christmas also.
Allison Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 3:30 AM
This year I have an empty chair for my father - it's such a difficult time of the year for many:-( hugs Jan xx
Reams Avatar
December 5, 2015 at 10:14 AM
Continue to fill that chair with love and memories. The first year is always the hardest. It is true about time, you never forget them but it helps with the mourning. Have a wonderful day!
Andresen Avatar
December 4, 2015 at 2:57 AM
- I share your feelings, I have an empty chair for my mother - Lovely poem, Tammy - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Reams Avatar
December 5, 2015 at 10:15 AM
As I was telling Jan always fill the chair with love and memories. Thank you for your very nice comment Anne Lise. Have a wonderful day.
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