I have in the past posted a poem – on a Wednesday purely because waxing and Wednesday start with the letter W. That’s pretty much the extent of my ‘wordsmithery‘.
But today is World Poetry Day and so here is a poem on a Tuesday. A dear friend recently lost his dear Ma or Oma as he would call her. Sweetly and tenderly he shared a few things about her. I was very moved.
This poem captures something of what he shared. I dedicate this poem to my friend, his family and the LORD who now securely holds Oma.
She almost always stood at that little window
and that little woman
round in form with her heart smiling,
we her family she loved, we her family she had.
Waving goodbye we smiled back,
further down the road and
a final glance revealed, the wave continued,
her love – always lingered long on the heart
like a lighthouse
radiating light and warmth
a wave of life beckoned us in
and blessed the journey out
and now we too have been waving
in loving, holding, accompanying.
Praying as this soft woman
now leans into the end of days
her journey almost over, almost begun.
And so she is gone, we weep and wave for her now –
she journeys apart from the body,
at home in the presence of the Lord.
Her head bowed here, but lifted there
He waves and beckons
and blesses her journeys end –
the lighthouse keeper with many rooms.
For if it were not so – he would not have told her.
He would not have told us
Wave – come in come in
Original poem by Humble Donkey. This poem cannot be reproduced without the permission of the author.