Dedicated to my faithful friend, Darrell W. Pelt
Sometimes its hard to think of mama
The painful memories hurt me so
I wasn't big enough to make her stay-
Still too young to let her go.
I'll always love you, mama
in ways to numerous to list,
I needed so badly to see your face again
And receive my goodbye kiss.
I stood and saw you resting
There was contentment on your face
I couldn't have known then
that your soul had gone on
To its final resting place.
So I just kept on standing,
My heart refused to see you there,
I wanted so badly to kiss your cheek
But all I could do was stare.
The world seemed to vanish around me
My vision grew dim, then moist
I didn't see the angels surround me
Nor hear the Lord's rejoice.
Then time just kept on passing
As the months turned into years
I left my home when I became full-grown,
But, mama, I've yet to dry my tears.
Now, I''m a paratrooper
I serve our Nation true;
though jumping from planes may seem to some
a courageous thing to do,
That's not why I do it.
To say it is would be a lie;
I simply feel closer to you, mom.
When I'm floating in the sky.
One day while we were working
I was summoned to the phone-
When they told me that my Grandma passed,
I just sighed, then headed home.
I stood and viewed her resting,
That same contentment on her face
I knew then that she had gone to meet the Lord
and share your eternal resting place.
Still not big enough to make her stay
but now man enough to let go;
I thanked the Lord for the times we shared,
and that she was able to watch me grow.
Then the world grew still around me
When, I reached to stroke her hair,
A rush of love welled deep inside me
For it was you I saw lying there.
I heard the angel's singing, I heard their loud rejoice
I saw the Cherubs dancing to the rhythm of God's Voice
You seemed to beckon to me
As I leaned forward to feel your touch
I wanted you to come home again
Because I need you so very much.
I saw your mouth begin to curve
into the cheerful smile I missed
My lips brushed your face, and a tear fell in its place
As I claimed my final kiss.
I still miss you, mama.
I still long for your gentle touch.
I don't think I'll find a girl in this life
That I could love and need this much.
I can't seem to stop this yearning
Don't think I want to try
I now know you're always with me
So there is no need to say Goodbye.
December 22, 1995
Copyright ©Lisa Lawrence-Hudson, aka RawEssence, 1995 All Rights Reserved
