My Heart Is Heavy
My heart is heavy...
heavy with memories of your booming laughter
your mischievous twinkling eyes
and your engaging banter
My heart is heavy...
heavy with hope
that this is not the end
that I'll see you again
in that sweet never ending day
My heart is heavy...
heavy with love
love for my father's brother
my second father
a man of faith
dedication
and service
My heart is heavy...
heavy with sorrow
heavy with a subdued joy
for death is not the end...
not for those who believe
those who grieve
will be comforted....
My heart is heavy...
heavy with the promise
of resurrection morn
where I will see you
not bedridden
not lost in Alzheimer's confusion
but young and strong
remade in His image
My heart is heavy...
My heart is light...
"O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?" (I Corinthians 15: 55-57)
The righteous perish,
and no one takes it to heart;
the devout are taken away,
and no one understands
that the righteous are taken away
to be spared from evil.
2 Those who walk uprightly
enter into peace;
they find rest as they lie in death. (Isaiah 57: 1 & 2)
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2017
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