Tag Archives: Comfort

Loved and Missed

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She was trembling with frightening tears
Stroking his hair and the warm body
Her sobbing in a distance
Echoed in a quiet neighborhood

My feet were on rhythmic steps
Stretching my ankles and knees
The sorrow weep was not overlooked
My steps turned to the corner of the green

Stooped down and gently inquiring
Her first words were of guilt and fear
She let her dog run free under her watch
Street was far from major intersect

Had no worries of passing vehicles
She leisurely tended her roses and lilacs
A truck made a sharp turn around the corner
The dog was alerted by the sudden squeak

Ran toward home as fast as his legs could take
Shortened by inches running away from the wheel
The truck moved on without hesitation
Left the sweet little dog lying still

She was beside herself by the frightening sight
Picked up her precious with bewilderment
Fear and tears overpowering her senses
Husband’s displeasing, she couldn’t bear

No words could comfort such loss
Complicated by worrisome consequence
Stayed by her side offered my condolence
Eased her guilt of incidence not in her control

My presence did not reverse the tragedy
A little understanding and company
Seemed to ease her trembling
She wiped the tears, a glance with uncertainty

A pat on her laps and a nod of my head

I went on for my exercise, wishing her the best

 

Sorrow and Loss

My deepest condolences to Bernadette’s loss of her son Andrew. Bernadette at Haddon Musings hosts the weekly post “52 Weeks of Thankfulness” and I was a proud participant.

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The Starry Night

Vincent van Gogh

“When he shall die,
Take him and cut him out in little stars,
And he will make the face of heaven so fine
That all the world will be in love with night
And pay no worship to the garish sun.

William Shakespeare

My dear friends, it is with a very great sorrow that I tell you that my dear son Andrew died yesterday.

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Weekly Photo Challenge – Path of Journey

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A long path I have traveled,

Twisted and turned.

High up on the mountain,

Deep down in the valley.

Crooked, uneven steps,

Darkness, no scene in sight.

Feet heavy, unable to drag,

Body weary, no strength to carry.

Heart filled with comfort,

Spirit with faith,

Mind with trust.

Knowing

He will guide me,

Empower me,

Light up my path

Through the journey.

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“Your word is a lamp for my feet, a light on my path.” Psalm 119:105

“By day the pillar of cloud did not fail to guide them on their path, nor the pillar of fire by night to shine on the way they were to take.” Nehemiah 9:19

Weekly Photo Challenge: Path

– Photos by Mercy Rossi