~ Poems Emotions ~
The little things
Be thankful for the little things
That often come our way
The things we take for granted
But don't mention when we pray
The unexpected courtesy
The thoughtful kindly deed
A hand reached out to help us
In the time of sudden need
Oh make us more aware
Of little daily graces
That come to us with sweet surprise
From never-dreamed-of places
So be sure that you appreciate
Everything you've got
And be thankful for the Little Things
In life that mean a lot.
The Watcher
She always watched over us
Anxious if we were late
In the winter by the window
In the summer by the gate
And though we mocked her tenderly
Who had such foolish care
The long way home would seem less long
Because she waited there
Her thoughts were all so full of us
She never could forget
And so I know that where she is
She must be watching yet
Watching from heaven's window
Leaning from heaven's gate.
Grown Up
No more toys strewn on the floor
No little friends come through our door
No more bat and no more ball
No noisy feet to pace our hall
No patches left for skinned up knee
No tiny arms reach out to me
No little lad to warm my lap
No sleepy head to take a nap
So many little thing to miss
A smile, a hug, a cry, a kiss
The memories are stored away
To fill our hearts with yesterday.
Dream of Yesterday
She stands there at the window
A child of two or three
I wonder what she is thinking
As she is peering back at me
I see her gently waving
Her spirit seems to say
Give me just a moment
I will come outside to play
I see another figure
A ghost from long ago
She stands there in the window
I know, this can not be so
Her smile is warm and tender
She waves to me outside
She is softly blowing kisses
I brush my tears aside
The face looks so familiar
I know this cannot be
The lady is my mother
The little girl was me.
Long Distance
Though my mother was already dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas
Put hot water bottles her side of the bed
And still went to renew her transport pass
You couldn't just drop in, you had to phone
He'd put you off an hour to give him time
To clear away her things and look alone
As though his still raw love were such a crime
He couldn't risk my blight of disbelief
Though sure that very soon he'd hear her key
Scrape in the rusted lock and end his grief
He knew she'd just popped out to get the tea
Now my parents are a picture in a frame
I believe life ends with death, and that is all
But in my phone book there's your name
And the disconnected number I still call.
The Guardian
There are those who believe
So the story is told
That at birth you receive
Your own angel to hold
You come into this world
On a wing and a prayer
And through your lifetime
She will always be there
A guardian angel
Who will guide what you do
Her pure essence is love
Sent to watch over you.
This poem was written for a Belgian little girl
who had cancer. And for everyone who suffers
a disease, and needs a little comfort...
Song for Femke
I don't know how it feels
When you suffer every day
From a fight 'gainst something inside
That keeps your smile away
But I try to feel
What it is you'r going through
'Cause I'm small, I can't heal
But I have a wish for you
I hope every time you hear this song
It will help you to be brave and strong
And you'll get better if you keep believing
I can't take your pain away
I can't take your anger away
So this is my only way
To make you a sunny day
I sing a little song for you
Sing a little song...
And one day your crusade will be won
And you will live, your face into the sun
Like a sunbeam ligthing up the days
Of those who love you and care
Keeping the clouds away
And you will be smiling again.
Christel
When I must leave you
When I must leave you for a little while
Start out bravely with a gallant smile
And for my sake and in my name
Live on and do all things the same
And I in turn will comfort you
And hold you o so near
And never, never be afraid to die
For I am waiting for you in the sky!
The Journey
I don't think of you as gone away
Your journey has just begun
Life holds so many facets
This earth is only one
I just think of you as resting
From the sorrows and the tears
In a place of warmth and comfort
Where there are no days and years
I think of how you must be wishing
That we could know today
How nothing, but our sadness
Can really pass away
And I think of you as living
In the hearts of those you touched
For nothing loved is ever lost
And you were loved so much.
I care
Because you are so dear a friend
Your cares are my cares too
And so as sorrow fills your heart
My heart goes out to you
And though my words cannot begin
To ease the loss you bear
I only hope it helps somehow
To know how much I care.
A Mother's love
Of all the special joys in life
The big ones and the small
A mother's love and tenderness
Is the greatest of them all.
My Sons
Where have all the years gone
How did I let them slip by me?
I thought I had lots of time
But I was blind and didn't see
My sons have grown op now
Where's the time that they where five?
It seems like only yesterday
I was busy planning their life
I blew their little noses
I kissed away their tears
I told them bedtime stories
What happened to all of the years?
You have your children around you
And you turn to other things as they play
But don't turn around for too long
Or they'll be grown up and on their way
For there's nothing any dearer
Than a little hand holding tight
Or standing there waving
As you're driving out of sight
Soon you'll be standing waving
As they go on their way
To live their lives the way they want
Leaving behind memories of yesterday
Oh, where have all the years gone
What happened to those babies of mine?
I turned around a moment too long
And now they've crossed the grownup line.
Christmas Past
Each Christmas I remember
The ones of long ago
I see our mantelpiece adorned
With stockings in a row
Each Christmas finds me dreaming
Of days that used to be
Together with mother and father
And all the family
Each Christmas finds me longing
For Christmases now past
And I am back in childhood
As long as memories last.
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