Pop's Poetry

A cruel thief slipped in so suddenly
And took a precious part of me away.
It left behind a shell of what used to be,
Now it’s hard to know just what to say.
But the memories of the times I listened at your feet
And the wonder of your faith so strong and free,
Give me pearls of wisdom from God’s own heart,
No thief can ever take those pearls from me.

I see you when my children smile.
When they laugh sometimes I hear your voice.
It’s hard to see the purpose in this tragedy so vile,
Breathing in and breathing out is now a choice.
I’ll just sit here and talk to you a while.

You taught me what it meant to live by faith alone
And to search for the purpose in my pain.
I listened while you dealt with others patiently,
Looking for the wisdom I could gain.
It’s hard for me to be the one I want to be,
Sometimes I feel I just get in the way.
I don’t claim to understand God’s purpose,
I just pray for the strength to face each day

I see you when my children smile.
When they laugh sometimes I hear your voice.
It’s hard to see the purpose in this tragedy so vile,
Just getting out of bed is now a choice.
I’ll just sit here and watch you for a while.

The day has finally come to let go of you
May the peace you seek be the place you find.
The person that you were left many years ago,
When the dawning of demise rose in your mind.
After all the years of knowing that this day would come,
I’m unprepared to let these feelings free.
But the tears will flow every time I think of you,
And the tender way you gave your love to me.

I see you when my children smile.
When they laugh sometimes I hear your voice.
It’s hard to see the purpose in this tragedy so vile,
Remembering the good is now a choice.
I’ll just sit here and think of you a while.

Pops 2003