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Misty Ritter Poem
To have you then to let you go,
whether you were a boy or girl I will never know,
I will never know how you feel,
God I can not believe this is real,
I will never get to hold you tight,
Or even kiss you goodnight,
I will never hear the first words you say,
Or get to watch you grow and play,
I will never get to kiss you or watch the things you do,
I will never get to play with you or show you I love you,
I don't understand why God took you away from me,
I guess it is the way he wantes it to be,
But even though I will never get to play with you or watch the silly things you would do,
I know my daddy and grandma will take good care of you,
I will meet you on the day I die,
Then we will make a home in the sky,
Until then remember in my heart you will always be,
And even though you are not here you mean the world to me.
Copyright © Misty Ritter | Year Posted 2005
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Misty Ritter Poem
In Ecclesiastes Chapter 3 it lets us know under the sun there is a time for everything,
a time to dance, a time to sing,
a time to mourn, a time to cry,
a time to live, there is even a time that it’s ok to question why?
Why Lord did you take her? Why did she have to go away?
Why when we loved her and needed her, why couldn’t she stay?
And if you listen to the small still voice as he whispers in your ear,
I believe these are the words that you might hear….
My child you love her but I love her too, and you may not believe this but Heaven needed her much more then you can see,
she has a place prepared for her here with me,
she is my special angel , she still has a works to do, and her earthly body just wouldn’t sustain,
it was causing her so much hardship and pain,
It hurt me to see my daughter that way and it left you open for hell brimstone fire and rain,
so I intervened seeing you needed the protection guidance and love that she gave you so good while she was able to fight,
I had to! The pain in her flesh was keeping her from doing the job right!
So I done a works when I called her home not just for her, but for you too,
You see my dear child she is the guardian Angel that I have appointed to you,
now she hurts no more, yet she is still there to protect, guide, and nourish you,
so don’t worry she is not far from you,
right now you may not believe me,
but in days to come it will become clear and you will see,
for Heaven has its angel back, her mansion she has claimed,
and when the wind blows you will hear her calling your name,
you will feel her showering you with love in the midst of the rain,
and you will even feel the warmth of her embrace,
as the sun makes its way thru the clouds and shines upon your face,
when all of this comes to pass then you will understand and know that my words are true,
when I say she has not left….. She is still there with you!
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Dedicated to Marjorie Black our Angel!
Copyright © Misty Ritter | Year Posted 2014
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Misty Ritter Poem
You ask me what I love most about you and I don't answer right away,
It's not because I don't know It's just that I can't say,
Is it them eyes that look deep within my heart?
Or those lips that kiss so tenderly and swear we will never part?
Is it them fingers you run softly through my hair?
Or is it the fun times we always seem to share?
Is it the things we so when we're alone at night?
Or is it the way you hold me? God it feels so right,
Is it the way you look or the things you do?
Don't make ke pick just one I because I love all of you!
Copyright © Misty Ritter | Year Posted 2005
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Misty Ritter Poem
Sitting alone feeling blue, wondering why I haven't heard from you, A thought comes and I become sad, Wondering if I have done something to make you mad,Then the phone rings and it is you, You say you are thinking of me too, I can't talk long is the next thing you say, I just needed to hear your voice today, Then I say I needed that too, And we hang up with a simple I Love You! It is the small things like this that made me give my heart to you, It is not the money or the gifts, It is the simple things you do. A walk in the park late at night,Sitting and watching the stars amazed by their light. You twirling around in the air, Just so you can watch the wind blow through my hair, Pushing me on the swing up high, Lending me a shoulder when I need to cry, You stood by me through all of the sad times I had,You were even there for me when I treated you bad, Oh, it is like sweet poetry, when you seem to be amazed by me, All of my life I have never known anything as true, As the Love i know when I am with you.
Copyright © Misty Ritter | Year Posted 2005
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