I came upon this poem today, author unknown, and it just seemed right for me to share it on my blog. It’s been awhile since a limb has fallen from my immediate family tree and we have only God to thank for this. Yet others, very recently, in our biblical community have lost fathers, mothers, husbands, brothers, and sisters. I can only hope that when it’s my family’s time again to experience loss of a loved one, that we, too, will stand firm and strong, and refer back to the words of this poem that I believe are so true–for the one who passes, and the one’s who remain until God says that it’s their time.
A limb has fallen from our family tree.
I keep hearing a voice that says, “Grieve not for me.
Remember the best times, the laughter, the song.
The good life I lived while I was strong.
Continue my heritage, I’m counting on you.
Keep smiling and surely the sun will shine through.
My mind is at ease, my soul is at rest.
Remembering all, how I truly was blessed.
Continue traditions, no matter how small.
Go on with your life, don’t worry about falls
I miss you all dearly, so keep up your chin.
Until the day comes when we’re together again