Trudy Diane Rider Poet Rhyme

In Memory of Mary Jo

We left the meeting at the church
where we had laughed and cried
in memory of Mary Jo
whose vibrant voice had died

A family was gathered there
a baptism taking place
an angel in white christening robes
tentative smile upon her face

I paused to watch with joyful heart
the babe so young and brave
and sent a prayer that God
bless her from cradle to grave

A feeling then washed over me
as waves wash o're the shore
though beloved Mary Jo is gone
God gifts us with one more

I've heard it said that when we die
we really aren't gone
for another child will be born
somewhere to carry on

Two precious souls were blessed that day
One went home, one came to play.

But in my mind, that baptismal babe
is kin to one we know
perhaps someday we'll reunite
with the soul of Mary Jo.



Note: Dedicated to Mary Jo Dempsy, May 8 1919-June 8 2006, fine poetess and friend.  She 
is truely missed.

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Anna M Shepard September 19, 2018 at 5:02 PM Beautiful!

Caren Krutsinger September 17, 2018 at 1:11 PM What a heartfelt uplifting poem, Trudy! And both beautiful souls came home that day, one to earth home, the other to our real home.

Janice Smith September 26, 2008 at 1:52 PM You will reunite with her if her faith and yours was and is in the Lord Jesus Christ. Very nicely written of one so loved. God's blessings...........Janice