Don't cry for me child
at the grave for I will not be there,
look right beside you
and wipe those tears.
You won't be able to see me
but that doesn't mean I am not here,
I hope you will feel my presence
with each shift in the air.
I will not leave you
not while I am on this earth
or on the other side,
visiting your dreams
until you too arrive.
When you get to heaven
because child - I know you will make it there,
look for me at Jesus's feet
and a tearful hug is what we shall share.
I have to hope that I somehow measure up,
that I am able to sit at Jesus's table
with my very own cup.
Until we meet again do me a favor
and pull yourself back up,
stand up tall and show this world
what you are truly made of.
Don't you dare let that sorrow win,
for I will be dancing with the kind of joy
in which I had never been.
Don't allow that sorrow to overcome your heart,
take a deep breath in
and realize that we aren't truly that far apart.
You have made me so very proud,
and I hope you always remember that
whether I am beside you
or sitting upon that cloud.
About the Creator
Stephanie Lifton
Hi! You will soon find different varieties here. I am a writer and a poet, though I am still passing some stepping stones with this. I get wrapped up in the poem sometimes and it may turn out long in the end, so I apologize in advance. :3
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