Dear Children,
The chinning bar is in the door,
The boxes on the garage floor.
Memories linger everywhere
Of happy times we used to share.
Dear children, you will never know
Of the love I couldn’t show.
It wasn’t ‘cause love wasn’t there.
I just did not know how to share.
The years went by too fast for me.
I’m just beginning now to see
That in my quest to be the best
I burned out young – you know the rest.
You’ll see in here some reasons why
I did things that would make you cry.
I failed you so over the years
But God reached down to dry your tears.
My heart rejoices now as I
See how His love helped you get by.
You’ve grown to be a blessing too.
Others will thank God for you.
So, in this book I share with love,
What happens when our Lord above,
Takes a messed up life like mine
And makes ashes begin to shine.
Because of what I learned, I do
Want others to have more hope, too.
So pray with me that this book may
Bring families’ close, the Bible’s way.
Love, mom
P.S.
A HAPPY HEART
“Wisdom is justified by Her children”
“….But wisdom is vindicated by her works”
Over the years we’ve shared much love
‘Cause God’s big heart reached from above
And gave us strength to see things through
And now there’s fruit for all to view
He gave my mom a happy heart
A smile of joy, a brand-new start
Her story shows that when we pray
Jesus will come and show the way
The complete story will be told
And even more will still unfold
So please enjoy your blessings now
And pass God’s love to more somehow
My children’s children hopefully
Will learn from family history
No matter what seems not so good
Can turn around, I know it could
My purpose now is clear to me
To keep on sharing steadily
That Hope is found upon one’s knees
And answered prayers, one always sees
The timing is still in God’s hands
And patience is a hard demand
But love and prayer will always show
And peace will come, you’ll finally know
That all was worth the time no doubt
And we can live and love without
The fear of what will happen now
‘Cause God will always show you how
And grandchildren, I hope you learn
I’ll pass the torch, it’s now your turn
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