Time helps heal the pains of a grieving heart. My bond with Gracie was more than with any other animal. That is because she had asthma and was given a pill once a day for 16 years. Ginger is not a friendly but, I can tell she misses Gracie and their companionship. At my age I feel it is too late to get another kitten or animal...Ginger will have to do! Thanks for caring...rg
August 22, 2016
August 13, 2016
My Son John
He is gone and I try to write about him.
Words just don’t come as I’ve tried.
Although the feelings are deep down inside
They cannot come out as if to say,
I'll hide so the pain will go away.
Trying again as words come out wrong.
I miss his calls; him singing that silly song.
You are ‘My Sunshine’ he would sing
Laughing I wait until his next call
Then he would sing his song all over again.
I use to say stop calling so much
As we have nothing new to say.
Haunted by words down deep within
I pray for just one more call
To hear that silly song all over again -
from My Son John
January 5, 1962 ~ August 12, 1996
20th Year Anniversary
- Rhoda Galgiani
August 8, 2016
August 5, 2016
For Tomorrow
as if to sooth, to comfort the turmoil of
conflict that came before the darkened brow
Life of confidence, of one’s serenity is
shattered just for the moment at hand
a moment that is taken for granted in life
Ray of light shows a stumble is one’s road
bringing one to their knees just for an instant
not forever as the saddened mind would suggest
Life has its woes that brings one to shed tears
something tells the dark heart not to worry
God’s there to wash one clean for tomorrow
- Rhoda Galgiani
August 3, 2016
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