Heaven Dad Poems

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Details | Elegy |
I’m tired
I’m Physically and Emotionally tired
I don’t want to be the strong one anymore
I can’t this time
I don’t know what to do Daddy
I need your help down here

I can’t get back in control of my emotions 
I’m having a hard time dealing with your absence
I’m having a hard time standing by myself
I need your help Daddy

I’m broken and lost without you Daddy
I need your will to want to carry on
I need your strength to over come this
I need your strength to stay standing
Your courage to fight back again
I need your help 

Please Daddy I’m at a loss
How am I suppose to do this
I need your guidance 
I need you to guide me back
To whom I was before
I need your help Daddy
I need your help






Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013




Details | Marsiya |
Dedicated to my Dad Jerry W. Niday 3/20/1952 - 6/18/2013


I am who I am because of him
He’s the reason for my son’s name
He gave me my courage & my strength
To stand tall even when standing wasn’t easy
Stand for the ones who can’t
To think and fend for myself
I’m my Daddy made over

Taught me to fight back 
To never back down
How to pick myself back up
When I’ve been knocked down
Fight for what I believe
I’m my Daddy made over

He gave me my stubbornness 
Gave me my pride
Gave me my temper
Taught me not to take crap
To speak my mind no matter who
Work for what I want
I’m my Daddy made over

How to keep my emotions in check
How to handle large amounts of pain
When in trouble he always had my back
He knew how my mind worked better than anyone
I got it from him
I’m my Daddy made over

Even though he’s gone
I’ll stand and continue on 
I may stumble I may fall 
May even get hurt along the way
But I’ll pick myself back up
I’ll dust myself off and stand tall
I’m honored and proud to say
I’m my Daddy made over


Sabrina Niday Hansel

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Epic |
We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost half of how we came to be
We lost we four girls first love
We lost our Best Friend

We lost more than just a Dad that day
Our Mom lost her Soul Mate, Her other half 
Our children lost their Papaw
We lost our family’s foundation 
We lost the glue that held us together

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost the Strongest man we ever knew 
We lost the man we looked up too
We lost we four girls Teacher of many things

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We four girls lost our Hero
We lost some of our Light
We lost part of our Heart
We lost part of our Soul

We lost more than just a Dad that day
We lost some of our Courage
We lost some of our Strength
We lost some of our will to fight back
We lost some of our will to carry on
We four girls lost more than a Dad
We lost more than just a Dad that day

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013




Details | Lyric |
You were so tired
You couldn’t wait to go lay down
Mom was standing in the kitchen
I was outside locking things up
As you went through the back door
You hollered, See you soon

Moments later the air began to fill with Dread 
Getting thicker with each second of Mom's screams
By the time I got to your side
You laid unmoving, straight as board in your bed
I could hardly bear.. Seeing you that way

As your Grandson dialed 911
My vision blurred and the world disappeared 
All I could see and hear were you
Twenty three Chest compression's, Six breaths later
You opened your eyes and looked into mine
I could hardly bear.. Seeing you so helpless
 
As I held you in my arms
Mom and others began to Pray
I felt each word spoken go through me to you
Flowing through your nephew's Hand that laid upon my shoulder
I couldn’t help but to hold my breath 
And wrap myself around you even tighter than before
I could hardly bear... Seeing you struggle

No one had to tell us how bad you were 
To life-flight you to St. Jose’s was the only chance you had
I tried to climbed in with you, but they wouldn’t let me
I knew how terrified of heights you were
As they closed those doors I hollered... See you there
See you there Daddy, I’ll see you there
 
There were lines and tubes and doctors everywhere
I stayed up for day’s right beside you in a chair
Mom sat across from me and held your hand
The others were circled around us in your room
We could hardly bear... Seeing you that way Daddy

Alyssa sang "Jesus Loves Me" for you in your little Church
There must have been over a mile of cars parked 
Family and Friends coming to say Goodbye

You'd think after almost 3 years it wouldn't make me cry
It’s almost like you must’ve known 
The night you spoke those words to me
That you’d be heading up to Heaven soon
Not to take a nap
When you closed that door and hollered... See you soon

We'll meet again at those Pearly Gates, Daddy
You have our word.. 
We'll see you there.. We'll see you there







Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2016

Details | Epitaph |
I miss you dad every single day
The wonderful Times I remember 
Are the times we spent together going 
To dinner and church
The times I will cherish always on this earth
Your gentle ways and smiles and hugs
Made Life worthwhile for this is true
Forever you are missed in my heart and soul
But the forever is Heaven and you are there basking
In the Light of the Lord
I miss you dad and loved you so much 
But eternity is yours to no longer hurt
Cancer is what took you far too soon
I am always remembering your hugs and 
I loved you so much too.
Eternity is there for you now and forever
Remember I love you and Kisses from here
to you in the forever they call Heaven from earth

Copyright © Laurel Larison | Year Posted 2012

Details | Free verse |
"Friend,
Mind wandering through misty woods.
You don't understand your purpose.
Friend,
I knew you too little,
Please do not shed your salty emotions,
Not out of anger, not out of sadness.
Friend,
You now lose your way so easily,
You sink, you burst, you burn inwardly.
You weep from frustrations, 
From the guilt of an honest smile,
From pains, that you forget for a moment,
That come swiftly back to haunt you of your loss.
I understand, dear friend.
You once had a light and the woods seek to snuff it out.
Do not fear, dear friend,
Friend follow me, as I once did you.
Friend, now you see?
Yes, you see,
The little wisps in the fog that guide us home."

~In memory of Bill Hamman, and all else who have suffered the pains of Alzheimer's

Copyright © Lauren Johnson | Year Posted 2013

Details | Lyric |
Please don't cry over my casket 
For I am not there 
Please don't cry at my grave 
My soul has been set free 
I know it's hard not to cry 
I've been down that road one to many times 

I have no more pain 
I have no more sickness 
And I would not change a thing 
As I walk threw the gates of Heaven 
Mom Dad our brothers and sisters 
Will welcome me with open arms 
Here I am free of that pain 

Don't blame yourself 
It was my time to go home 
This is where I'm supposed to be 
Don't dwell on things which you can not change 
I will always be in your heart 

I will always be watching over you 
When that day comes for you to come home
I will be there to welcome you 
With open arms
And walk you through the gates of Heaven 
You will be greeted by our family & friends
Who came home before you 
Until that day I will be watching over you

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Narrative |
He loved you too, you know
Loved you like his very own
In away you were
You came into his life as my friend
Through the years you grew to be my brother in arms 
Along the way you became the son he never had

He loved you as a friend
He loved you even more as a son
A son he never had
When things began to spiral out of control
You stayed when so many others ran away
You helped when I couldn’t

You meant a great deal to him
You never looked at him differently 
Nor did you treat him differently
You stood by his side
When he fell, you stood by his side and mine
You were willing to help me fight his battle for him 
You were there from the beginning 
You were there until the bitter end
Always remember my friend, my brother
He loved you more than you’ll ever know


____________________________________________________________
Dedicated to close Family friend. He loved my Daddy just as much as I did/do.

Copyright © Sabrina Niday Hansel | Year Posted 2013

Details | Epigram |
                       The poem is dedicated to my Mom..My bestest buddy ever..
                                         wrote by Mrs.Madhavi.Suyog.Pagare

 Mom - You are my harmonious World!!!! 


      MOM you are a beautiful angel who always had an great heart of making my problems simpler..just cant compare you with anyone in this world..You have been moonlighting in my life since many years..you are my shadow,you are my strength,you are great friend of my mine..thanks for being the bestest mom ever in my life..you struggled so hard for curving my career,u painted ma life with colourful rainbows,thanks for ur patience when I get panicked,you knw how to handle me..My life will be incomplete without you..I can't spend a single day without having thought abt you..you always shower with an unconditional love..you are the  mesmerised persona..who lime lighted my life..my world..Wish you a very happy birthday and happy mother's day too..Love you mummy..



wrote by:
Mrs.Madhavi Suyog Pagare

Copyright © Madhavi Sarjare pagare | Year Posted 2013

Details | Free verse |
Everything in life has a dance
this has always been God's plan

The gentle wind moving along a field of flowers
never losing their roots showing their full strength and power

The clouds of might who never put up a fight
move and sway across the heavens never fearful of God's light

The waters of the sea as they rock back and forth
each wave giving a tiny dance as they blend and enforce

The leaf on a tree no matter how small
will shake and shimmy to the dance of the fall
when in spring to God's song they will call

Even a child in the mother's lap she will lay
will rock and sway never thinking or worrying of the impending grave

A father in God's faith he would always stand
when dying and in pain praying,
'God carry me and bless me with a peaceful dance as you have planned'

Through his eyes I could see his last dance unfold
my tears I could not control
he did not sway or rock
he did not put up a mighty fight
he did not shake or shimmy
he did not stumble or fall
He took God's hand as the angels sang a soft song
and he danced his way into heaven and on the streets made of gold

Remember in life always from your heart to continue to dance
for as you sway to God's song and your hair moves softly 
this is the hand of your father wishing you a life to dance 
and to never stumble and fall. 


Dedicated to my cousin: Darlene  In Memory of her father and my uncle: Berry

T Reams     2015 copyright

Copyright © TAMMY REAMS | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
  I am malleable in God’s hands, 
No one can shape me like He can, 
He never gives me anything that I can’t handle, 
He always knows what He is doing, 
No one can compare to Him, 
He is the father I never had, 
I can truly trust, love, and honor Him, 
Because He made me, 
He loves me, 
And I love Him, 
I will never be able to put my heart into someone else’s hands with such trust!
Because He is love! 
And I am His. 
- Inspired by Jeremiah 18:6 

                                                  
                                                  Jeremiah 18:6 NIV
“O house of Israel, can I not do with you as the potter does? declares the Lord. 
“Like clay in the hands of potter, so are you in my hand, O house of Israel.

Copyright © Hanna Potter | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
It doesn't seem
quite like you're 
gone,
this has to be a dream,
knowing each other
had just
begun,
the future were 
yet to be seen.
I'd hoped with all my
heart and soul,
but it seems that no matter
what,
to know you better were 
my only goal,
but now the future has 
come to a 
stop.
I'll never forget the thing's
i learnt,
by walking by your side,
and i know that when i speak you'll
hear,
so i know that i don't need to say
goodbye.
Not yet, not ready for
you to leave,
so i'll talk to you in my head,
and i'll see you in my 
dreams.
And when the time does
come,
to let go of the past,
i'll say goodbye,
with tears in my eyes,
but you'll know that
our friendship will last.
And just like you said,
in a poem i read,
a poem you wrote for me,
father and daughter,
reunited at last,
and then for eternity.
R.IP (12/07/1967~07/02/2014)
 I LOVE YOU DADDY!

Copyright © lucy needham | Year Posted 2014

Details | Dramatic monologue |
For my Dad and Mom (Dorothy) on Fathers Day.

 Albin J. Gruhn who passed away at the age of 94 years young. I Love You Dad and I am missing you so much! Robert

When Albin Gruhn got his card from the loggers union in 1934 after starting work for a Humboldt County lumber company, he never suspected that he was beginning what would become a lifelong career in California's labor movement. He went straight from high school to the lumber mills of Hammond Lumber Co. in Samoa and became a member of the Lumber and Sawmill Workers Union. A year later, in 1935, Mr. Gruhn was swept up in a bloody strike over poor working conditions that resulted in the deaths of three union workers.
He spent 36 years as President of the California Labor Federation, AFL-CIO, helping build the organization into a political and social powerhouse in the state. 
"Few can match Al Gruhn's devotion to working men and women," said Art Pulaski, labor federation's executive secretary-treasurer. "Driven by his passion for justice in the workplace, Al's career has been an inspiration for all of us. He never backed down from a fight."
He was blacklisted by the lumber companies and joined the Laborers' Union, becoming secretary of the Eureka Federated Trades and Labor Council at the age of 22. In 1940, he was elected district vice president of the state labor federation and took over as the organization's President in 1960. He held that job until his retirement in 1996.
 In 1972 he became a founding officer, and ultimately president emeritus, of the Consumer Federation of California.
"Al was a great pioneer of the consumer movement in California," said Jim Gordon, the federation's president. "Al Gruhn always had the interests of consumers and working people in his heart. He built bridges between the consumer movement and our allies in organized labor and in the community."
Mr. Gruhn served on a number of state and local commissions, accepting appointments from Govs. Earl Warren, Goodwin Knight, Edmund G. "Pat" Brown, George Deukmejian and Jerry Brown. He was a member from 1964 to 1971 of the California Constitution Revision Commission.
"The union movement was the cause of his life," 
Mr. Gruhn's son Robert said when his father retired at age 81, speakers at his retirement dinner included the Rev. Jesse Jackson, then-Lt. Gov. Gray Davis and current U.S. Secretary of Labor, Hilda Solis, who called Mr. Gruhn her "godfather" for his career advice.

Read more about my Dad at "Google Search"

Copyright © Robert Gruhn | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |
An earthly existence
A universe beyond my minds, comprehension
I die
I rise
Life lessons reviewed
Homeward bound
I am not lost, after all!
I am a willing participant
Serving, the Father, of all creation
His son combined, ‘producing life’ as we know it
Representing them, in everything I do
I am nothing, without Love!
My heart full of faith, loyal service I give
Learning how to unconditionally serve, as the Father unconditionally, loves me
Worshipping our Divine Creator’s existence
Choosing to live, moment to moment
Being as one with ‘Our Universal Father’
No physical permanency
My physicality, disappearing
My mortality existence, I let go of
Death temporary
My spirit alive!
Relief, Peace
‘I am only passing through!’
A unique, experience of mortality 
A gift, I am blessed to experience, to live!

Copyright © Amy Rose | Year Posted 2013

Details | Elegy |
Peace In The Light

I live in a drywall box
Sitting alone staring at my clocks
With landscape art hanging all around me
Its no wonder inspiration has finally found me

One day my mind forced my hand to start writing
About my parents in Heaven still fighting
Knowing their bodies lie beneath the ground
But believing that is not where there to be found

One night I dreamt of a beautiful house
It was on a sunny hill where I saw cats playing cards with a mouse
There was a young woman sitting on a porch rail
She turned to me and asked why I looked so pale

She told me she did not die
She told me I no longer have to cry
Then all of a sudden I awoke
Asking myself... “Was Mom's death some kind of horrible joke”

The Wake…The Funeral…
The Burial Mass…The Grave
Mom's dream message proved to me 
She had risen from her Coffin in the Cave

Sometimes I wonder if Mom and Dad are really dead
Or are they living in my head
Can our parents be more alive than we think
Could they be some kind of Supernatural Link

Some say this life is a trial
With certain emotions recorded in our Spiritual File
We all experience wonder, joy, sorrow and pain
Some days… it’s a challenge just to stay sane

I pray our parents watch over us from afar
I swear sometimes… Their sitting in my car
Maybe when we experience life’s emotions
Our Parents are there recording the commotion

I bet Mom sews all day
She probably still has no time to play
I bet Dad writes all day
Will my sons ever find their way

Someday I will tell everyone
That Heaven maybe closer than the Sun
And even though our parents may not be here
When we take our last breath there is nothing to fear

Because what seems like a very dark day
Is really a small price to pay 
So the next time you hear a familiar voice in your head
It could be your parents telling you they are not really dead

And I thank… GOD… I no longer have to write
Because my parents have finally found Peace in the Light
And some day when it’s my turn to go home
I will show my parents this poem   



Joseph Adam Elward

Copyright © Joseph Elward | Year Posted 2010

Details | Rhyme |
Will you wait for me, dear, until tomorrow?
When my time has passed
Along with my sorrow
I'll wait for you, beside the sea
Where I hope to find you
Waiting for me

I'll love you until the stones become dust
Til' the sea is forgotten
By the earth's dying crust
I'll love you long after, each of the sands
Is counted and lost by
My longing hands

I'll hold you until, my strength is no longer
Then bitterly wish
For a strength so much stronger
I'll hold you after, forever has faded
A forever that for you
I would have traded

I miss you my dear
My love, my daughter
And words cannot grasp the ache of this father
I miss you my dear
Oh my love, my daughter


* For every father who has had to lose his little girl.
Dedicated to the memory of Elly Jane Smith and Gena Grahm 

Copyright © Painted Hunter | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
Day was very sunny,
Old Jet felt so funny,
Old black lab, muzzle grey,
His family off to work today,
Old Jet lay down to sleep,
Left alone, watchdog to keep,
His gait was slow,
Not much get up and go,
Jet slumbered on, 
Not too long, 
His canine dreams bemusing,
Flashbacks Old Jet perusing,
Brilliant happy companion days,
Lots of fun and rambling plays,
Ben was his best loved lad,
Now his unofficial dad,
Jet's loyalty never wavered,
Yes, Ben he always favoured,
Pats and hugs and lots of snacks,
All kindness, time to relax,
Old Jet's breathing slowed,
Snoring on, time to go,
Asleep in the sun, one deep sigh,
No one home to say goodbye, 
No drama, no fuss, 
Old Jet's no longer with us,
His long life was over,
Puppy Heaven for old rover,
Old Jet had breathed his last,
Finally, Old Jet had passed.

Copyright © Julie Grenness | Year Posted 2015

Details | Narrative |
How hard could it be to take my first step?

“Come to mommy, you can do it.”

“Oh you're home. Hon, look at him go.”

As I take another step, he picks me up.

He hugs me tight but gently and kisses me on the cheek.

I feel so safe, loved and happy. Perhaps that's how it was.

(I really don't remember back that far.)


How hard could it be, my first day at school.

My mom meets me at the front door of the building,

hugs me and says, “How was your first day? Did you have fun today?”

He comes home after a hard day at work and mom says,

“Hi Hon, it was Den’s first day of school.”

He picks me up in his strong arms and says,

“I knew you could do it.” A hug and a kiss on the cheek.


How hard could it be to learn how to drive a car or a truck?

“Den, come with me. Let's take a short ride down the road.”

We both climb up into Dad's blue 1955 Chevy pickup.

He stops on the back road, gets out, comes around and says, “Scoot over. It's

your turn.”

I start the engine, push in the clutch, shift and we start out slowly.

I'm nervous, I speed up, clutch in, shift again.

Oh crap, I shifted into reverse, truck stopped abruptly and backfired.

Dad looks at me, “But you did it.“ He hugs me, a kiss on the cheek.


How hard could it be to go away to college?

I'm so glad she has a phone so I can call my mom and dad.

“Hi Den, how are things going? You've got a B average.

That's great. I knew you could do it. I love you, see you soon.”

“You met a girl? What's her name? Wow, see you soon. I love you”

“You want to marry her? Big step; in Holland? Okay, we love you.”

How hard could it be to have a family?

“Oh, it's a girl. Mireille, that's a nice name.” He hugs me, kiss on the cheek.

“Another girl, Michelle, that's a nice name too.” He hugs me, kiss on the cheek.

“You finally had a boy, Michael, good choice.” Hug and a kiss.

Birthdays, holidays, weekends, visits back and forth, phone calls.

He loves them all, unconditionally. Hugs and kisses all around.


How hard could it be as life goes on?

He watches them grow up, get married and have children.

He loves them all, unconditionally, hugs and kisses all around.

We take short trips and mom and Dad go with us now and then.

We go camping and mom and Dad visit us now and then.

Every time you left, hugs and kisses all around. Always, “See you soon.”

Copyright © DENNIS DE ROSE | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
      
     Babies are born everyday, some stay, and the others god takes away without 
a warning leaving us in shambles and dismay.  We ask as parents why does god 
give and then take away?  

God, our hearts are broken, our bodies are beaten, our mind is in shock and 
confusion.  We ask our father in heaven, why is it that we have to pay for 
someone else penilty, for someone else retribution, for this is not a fair 
contribution.

My child of your children, for this is not a conviction.  Let your healing began for 
this was not because of your sin.  Your child joins me in heaven, the place of the 
forgiven. The place where wings are given.

For I am your child, for I know I was loved, the lord has chosen me from up 
above.  Don't cry mommy, don't cry daddy one day with out a maybe you will be 
able to hold your angel baby.

              By
                Rowdy
                        Yates

Copyright © Rowdy Yates | Year Posted 2014

Details | Rhyme |
It seems like yesterday, that God took you away,
To a far better place, some would say. 

Where living is easy, and always pain free,
A place that we all hope to someday be.

But here on earth, we all still miss,
The warmth of your smile, a hug or a kiss.

How you loved all animals, until the day you died,
And your jokes were so funny, we laughed till we cried.

You had a kind gentle nature, with a heart made of gold,
I know when God made you, He broke the mold.

You were the one we ran to, and could always confide,
And get great advice, and feel better inside. 

We still miss you each day, our dear sweet Dad,
Yes, we remember the good times, but still feel sad.

We will see you again, and what joy it will be,
Reuniting in heaven, with the whole family. 

-Mary Waldeck




Copyright © Mary Waldeck | Year Posted 2016

Details | I do not know? |
It was November 04, when daddy closed his eyes
I was so confused i just couldnt figure out why
You promise you would be there for prom and graduation
But that was four years before the celebration
I know you are in a better place having fun
Just dont forget about your two girls and son
I love you daddy for ever
I wouldnt trade you never
I often sit and think about if you were here
How much fun would we all share
But our heavenly farther knows best
An he have something better for you and the rest
Coming from your baby girl
I love you dad my favorite man in the world

Copyright © Danielle Wilkerson | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |
*A assignment was due in class. *

Every time a gun shoots
A tree looses its roots
Every time there is bloodshed
Along with it millions of tears are shed
Every time a heart is stabbed
Someone else’s life gets barren
As violence grows
Many more mothers moan
The sounds of destruction
Overpowers the voice of those
Who are innocent
Who suffer with no reason
Who beg for life
Who have heart full of innocence

Why do so much violence?
That the child’s cry cannot be heard
When his father is killed
Why do so much violence?
That a mother moans
Over her child’s dead remains
Why do so much violence
For winning any stupid battle
Which is taking lives
Of people who have wives
And mothers and children

When you can keep calm
Talk things out
Do whatever you can
To keep violence out
Because there is no sin as big as
VIOLENCE

Copyright © donna lu | Year Posted 2013

Details | I do not know? |
How are things in ‘heaven’? 
    Is it like they say?
Is it awesomely wonderful?  
    If  I were to imagine, would it blow me away’?

Do you remember...the old rope swing you made for me?
     You pushed me to the sky,
The fishing pole you bought for me
      The trout stream...you and I?

Do you remember… special times, like Christmas?
    Family dinners we’d enjoy
Chicken & noodles…your favorite
    Topped off with blueberry pie

I feel you driving for me, 
    When roads are snowy cold
I feel you reassuring me,
    As I know I’m growing old

When I ache from missing you, 
    I think of where you are
It’s then your comfort calms me, 
    I know you are not far

I feel your watchful presence, 
    Tending to your kin
One day we’ll be together, 
    To love and live again

Copyright © Lucinda Schaffner | Year Posted 2011

Details | I do not know? |
You were not just only our father. You were our provider and our king. And as your children we cherished all the blessings you would bring. You were always there for us to lean on and you worked tireless to the very end. You were not just only our Father. Your were also our dear close friend. Your were the one we could always count on to make us smile and make us feel glad. You were not just only our Father. You were our proud and gentle Dad. We were blessed by God to have you as our Father when we were placed upon this earth. And we will always have your greatest gift. You helped to orchestrate our birth. Proud Father Proud Dad Proud Man was always written on your face. You were not just only a Father. You were a Man who lived with grace. So today we ask God to console us and help us to understand. That although you are no longer with us. You have gone to Gods heavenly land. Proud Father Proud Dad Proud Man we say so long but never goodbye. We will always remember the man that you were and that you would not want us to cry. So with a heavy heart and a smile on our face we bid farewell with the slightest of glee. But we know in our Heart that your now with God and your spirit has been set free. c. R. Mendoza

Copyright © Rodney Mendoza | Year Posted 2015

Details | Rhyme |
It all happened rather sudden, having to say goodbye.
My children standing all around as tears filled there eyes.

Then I heard a voice say son its time to come home.
But God I asked, how can I leave them here all alone?
Come he said there's something I want you to see.
Next thing I knew I left my failing body.

He took me to the waiting room oh what I beheld
standing there before me was so many all around!
He spread his arms oh so wide and said son can you not see
all these here before you, they are family.
As my eyes filled up with tears I said Yes I understand.
Come my child its time to go then he took me by the hand.

God, I asked how will I know my kids will be alright
once I leave this world and step into the light?
with a chuckle in his voice oh so very dear
come my son there's something I want you to hear.

He brought me back to the place that all my children were
Now close your eyes and listen tight 
as your family sing you toward the light.

With each song that you sang it lifted me oh so very high
and before I even knew it  I started toward the sky.
What seemed to you me fading away
was actually me going home this very day!

As I got to Heavens door there they were 
your mom, grandmom and grandpop 
just like they said they would.

They kissed and hugged me very tight
then said everything's gonna be alright. 
We've been waiting oh so long
we're glad you finally made it home!

Then they said there's someone, I know you long to see.
Then grandpop said come on and follow me.

Standing there before me on this very day 
was the one and only man who took my sins away!!
I fell down upon my knees
his shining face I've longed to see!

Then Jesus said arise my child
come and walk with me awhile.

He took me down the streets of gold
trust me Heavens beauty to behold!
He took me to a mansion oh so grand and true.
With my very hands I've prepared this just for you!

We talked and tarried awhile you see
then Jesus smiled and looked at me.
I know what's on your mind this day
there not really all that far away!

Lord, I'm worried about my children, they could never get along.
Jesus smiled and said behold your children in your earthly home.

A curtain opened oh so wide
when I looked I began to cry!
There you were in my house that very special night
no arguing, no complaining, nope, not even a fight!
 
Jesus said you see your children are going to be just fine 
because of the love you have left behind.

Life isn't perfect, ups and downs you'll see
Its like a winding road full of uncertainty.
All along this road you'll find laughter, joy, sadness, pain and yes even loss
but standing here before me child can you not see its worth the cost?

Then he said its time my child to wipe your tears away.
No more worry, no more pain, no more death beyond this day!
He wiped away my one last tear, then pulled me close and held me near.

Now one last message to my family and friends
I will always love you and that will never end 
but please don't mourn me too very long
I'm not really gone, just finally home!!

Copyright © Margie Pierson | Year Posted 2015

Details | Free verse |
It's not a cult:
It's a Savior saving my life.
It's a Savior saving your life.
It's our Savior saving our lives.
It's not too late.
It's never too late!

Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2012

Details | Couplet |
I wish the Gods would create a stairway, that would lead me straight to You. 
To spend special days like these above the sky so blue 

I would do the things we lost out on back when I was just a child 
And capture every moment of your ever beautiful smile.

I would write down every moment and new memory that we make.
And read it every time my heart starts to ache. 

I’ll never ever get tired of hugging You all day. 
As Your arms are my favourite place I wish I could forever stay. 

But for now Dad I can just keep wishing and praying that this comes true. 
As I cannot wait for the day that I’ll start to spend forever again with You. 


Written On Dads Birthday
08-01-2013

Copyright © Sasha Maharaj | Year Posted 2013

Details | Rhyme |
A simple white stone marks the spot where Dad is laid to rest;
I really wanted more for him, but yet this was the best.
For though his life was full of days of hardship and of strife,
And I had thought some honor’s due to those short years of life,
Where he is now he doesn’t care what marks his resting place;
He’s seeing splendor far more grand than a simple marble face.
He’s seeing stones that shine so bright, a street of purest gold,
A river flowing fresh and clear where no one will grow old.
The place he often wrote about is now a land so real,
And no more heartaches does he know, and no more pain he feels.
As I looked at the barren ground still waiting for the stone
And looked up in the sky above where now he makes his home,
I wished for more than that bare spot, a simple monument,
I wished right then the trump would sound and I to heaven went
To meet him and to talk to him just one more long, long time,
For when he was here on the earth, we wrote such hurtful lines.
I knew if we could talk up there, no harsh words would be said,
But now no correspondence comes, for “Daddy” now is dead.
I saw the stones throughout the place where now his body lies,
Some with a cross or eulogies now lifting to the skies.
I wanted just a simple stone so he could see above
The words inscribed there, “Safe within his wondrous arms of love.”
And yet the fact is very true:  he is not in that spot,
He’s gone beyond the simple stone; he’s hiding in the Rock.

Copyright © Clarence Billheimer | Year Posted 2014

Details | Free verse |



Another year has gone by
There's not a day that I don't cry,

I miss you daddy and sister Cheryl everyday
I have learned to accept that the pain never really goes away,

Tomorrow is Easter and you both are in heaven
What better place to be in it is a haven,

Being with God I should let you both go
I just miss you both so much my grieving is slow,

As time has gone by I should accept the way it is
If my heart would just let realize you both are his,

He called you both for a reason
Just like Mother Nature has her seasons,

In my mind I know why
But, then my heart steps in and I start to cry.


Written By: Unique Poetry.....3-27-16....Poem about my DAD and Sister..Cheryl...

Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2016

Details | Rhyme |


Missing you daddy is like nothing else compares

Everyday you are in our thoughts and prayers,

Why is this part of life so very sad and hurtful

You always said; the cycle of life wasn't always cheerful,

And yes that is true all by its self as we know it

I guess heaven above is like a puzzle it is where we all fit,

Some day we will all meet again

And with all the pieces back together that will be the end.


Written By: Unique Poetry 2012

Copyright © Michelle Born | Year Posted 2015