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To my dearest family,
Some things I'd like to
say.
But first of all, to let
you know,
That I arrived
okay.
I'm writing this letter
from heaven,
Here I dwell with God
above.
Here, there's
no more tears of sadness,
Here is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy,
Just because I'm out of
sight.
Remember
that I'm with you,
Every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave
you,
When my life on earth was
through.
God picked me up and hugged
me,
And He said, "I welcome
you."
It's good to have you back
again,
You were missed while you
were gone.
As for your dearest
family,
They'll be here later
on.
I need you here
badly,
You're
part of my plan,
There's
so much that we have to do
To
help our mortal man.
God
gave me a list of things,
That
He wished for me to do.
And
foremost on the list,
Was
to watch and care for you.
And when you lie in bed at night,
The day's chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to
you,
In the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on
earth,
And all those loving years.
Because you are
only human,
They are bound to bring you
tears.
But do not be afraid to cry,
It does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be
no flowers,
Unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could
tell you,
All that God has planned.
But if I were to tell you,
You wouldn't
understand.
But one thing is for certain,
Though my life on earth is o'er.
I'm closer to you now,
Than I ever was before.
There are many rocky
roads ahead of you,
And many hills to climb.
But together we can do it,
By taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy,
And I'd like it for you too.
That as you give unto the world,
The world will give to you.
If you can help somebody,
Who's in sorrow and pain.
Then you can say to God at
night,
"My day was not in
vain."
And now I am contented,
That my life has been worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the
way,
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody,
Who is sad and
feeling low.
Just lend a hand to pick
him up,
As on your way you go.
When you're walking down
the
street,
And you've got me on your mind.
I'll be walking in your
footsteps,
Only half a step behind.
And when it's time
for you to go,
From that body to be free.
Remember you're not
going,
You're coming here to me.
~Author~
Ruth Ann
Mahaffey
ãCopyright
1998-2001
I thank you
Ruth Ann for giving me permission
To use your
lovely poem.
Please visit
Ruth Ann's lovely site from the link below!
  
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