James Foulk Poet Free verse

My Heart Wept For Her

Many years ago my
dear mother left me
and went to be with
Jesus.

My heart wept for her,
that sad day in June,
my life was not the
same anymore.

As anyone who
has ever lost someone
close to them knows
the feeling.

Mother was the
comfort of my
heart everyday
of my life.

She taught me
about God and
how to love everyone.

She told me to never
lie, telling the truth
was always the best
thing to do.

To treat others fair
and kind, to always
say thank you and
please.

She taught me
to put others first
and my self last.

Mother taught me
all of these things,
by doing them her self.

Mother I have not
always done those
things, but I know
that I should do them.

Loving you always
waiting till that day
when I will put my
arms around your
and say thank you
my loving dear mother.

wrote 9-2-08

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George Williams September 10, 2008 at 4:19 PM reminds me of my mother, a very tender poem.

Derrick Burton September 4, 2008 at 9:04 PM thank your real comment on my poem, you are right about some not letting christ guide our hearts. I believe most of us are afraid of complete change. most of us let the world discourage us.

Althea Pierre Lee Look September 4, 2008 at 7:11 PM This is aglowing tribute to your mother James. When a man loves his mother like you did he is agret human beiing and man. We need more people like you, "special." I lost my mother in 2000. She was a very cretive and kind human being. I know she is my guardian angel.

Deneen White September 4, 2008 at 3:49 PM mother's are a very special people, we always put our kids before ourselves, it's a self-sacrificing love and it's uncondiotional great tribute to your mom, not sure if this is recent or not, but nevertheless, sorry for your loss, take care D-nyce

John Loving Iii September 4, 2008 at 8:09 AM you don't miss your water till it's gone. a prophet is rarely accepted in it's own home. and you can't hear your mother untill she's gone. jhl

Michael Jordan September 3, 2008 at 2:27 PM You know James I watched my mother drown in the Kern River when I was four - This poem reminds me more of my grandmother who raised me after that - Your really quite the kind man I hope to someday be - I try real hard - My whole life was violence - In and out of Prison - I can attest to how important Prison Ministry truly is though when I found the Lord I was in the S.H.U. Single cell lock down - Nobody in there but the Lord and I - God Bless you James I'll catch up on the comments soon -

Vince Suzadail Jr. September 3, 2008 at 9:46 AM My Mother left right before Christmas 1995. It does leave a void. God Bless, James. Vince

Michaela Payne September 3, 2008 at 7:40 AM wow what a beautiful tribute to your mother, she seemed like a wonderful person - you write about her with such beauty and love, it's wonderful. I know she's probably smiling down at you now. Blessings ~Michaela~

Sharon Winter September 3, 2008 at 5:47 AM Beautiful tribute to a wonderful mother. I miss my mom too, so very much. One day we will all be reunited with our loved ones. Love, Shar

Kristin Reynolds September 3, 2008 at 4:39 AM What a wondefully beautiful poem of love for your dear mother...I cannot wait for that day as well. mine was taken from me when I was 7, and her essence forever remains within me, love Kristin

Derrick Burton September 3, 2008 at 12:15 AM this poem reminds me of my grandpop, He was a great man, giver of the hungry and poor, real, lover of christ. we all say things or think them that we shouldnt say about people, thinking everyones the same because of how the world treats us, Sometimes we are wrong. great poem