by Unknown
Jan 2010 381 Views 7 comments
No More My footsteps in the snow.
No more my footsteps in the snow, No more the guidance I can show
For the time has come for me to pass, to a place where footsteps have no past.
As the winter fades and the summer comes, and my footsteps melt away
The marks I made that winters day, will forever stay.
The pain you have inside your heart, filled so complete with grief
Just shows to me inside my heart the truth of that belief.
Where I have gone is where I belong
With my husband of so long
So do not weep and do not cry
For as I know; you will get by.
TBC
For the time has come for me to pass, to a place where footsteps have no past.
As the winter fades and the summer comes, and my footsteps melt away
The marks I made that winters day, will forever stay.
The pain you have inside your heart, filled so complete with grief
Just shows to me inside my heart the truth of that belief.
Where I have gone is where I belong
With my husband of so long
So do not weep and do not cry
For as I know; you will get by.
TBC
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Posted: Jan 2010
About this poem:
My mother died New Year’s Day and she was quite a renowned poet in her younger years. We all forgot about this until we saw these poems. However I cannot understand them as it takes a special person to write and understand them.I need to write one for her funeral.
I have put something together and was just wondering about your thought s on it. It is not complete but advice would be gratefully received.
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Comments (7)
For the time has come for me to pass; to a place where footsteps have no past.
As the winter fades and the summer comes, and my footsteps melt away
The marks I made that winters day, will forever stay.
The pain you have inside your heart, filled so complete with grief
Just shows to me inside my soul the truth of that belief.
Where I have gone is where I belong, with my husband of so long
So do not weep and do not cry with tear of pain for days gone by
For as I know what you believe I will always be there in your hour of need.
rob
Never done this before, so your comments mean I am on the right track.
Again thanks
For as I know what you believe I will always be there in your hour of need.
Love the poem and the sentiment.
I am sorry for your great loss. May your loved ones bring you comfort. Anna