Monday, February 2, 2009

A Poem I Wrote Shortly After Anna Died November 19th, 2004

 
Blessed pain so bittersweet,  
 
When most I hurt, she's nearer me. 
 
Pain, of aching, empty night, 
 
Sweet, the mem'ry of her light. 
 
Jesus, heal my broken heart, 
 
Fuse that which is torn apart. 
 
Vapor swiftly flowing by, 
 
Soon we'll meet with you on high. 

9 comments:

  1. Tough emotions. Great truth. Great poem.
    Love you man,
    Jared

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  2. Powerful words. Thank you for sharing them.

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  3. An absolutely beautiful poem for an absolutely beautiful little girl. Thank you so much for sharing.

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  4. Every time I read this, it brings back a bit of the emotions that I felt when Anna first left us to spend eternity in Paradise with Jesus. There's always that taste of pain that accompanies the longing to see her again, but at the same time, the sweet reality that she simply went to a place where one day we will all be reunited! :) Thanks for sharing Daddy.
    I love you,
    --Ab

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  5. So simple, yet so powerful. You said so much about both pain and joy in so few words -- thank you for sharing.

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  6. Kyle my son,...this poem is straight from your broken heart and yet it holds hope as well as heartache.
    Our Anna is more alive in heaven than any of us here on earth. And we know we all will join her one day and know then what she knows now! What Glory that will be!
    Thanks for sharing your heart with us.
    Love You,
    Mom/Linda

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  7. You have once again inspired me.

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