Beauty as they say is in the eye of the beholder, as is.

 

The story from the creator

 

The growth on the ground from the rain

 

The warmth that fuels us from the sun

 

Tick tock, tick tock the sound of time

Tick tock, tick tock time ticks away

As we see the slash across the calendar day.

 

It’s what you do, it’s what you see

It’s who you are or want to be 

A beauty a wonder

A fury a thunder.

 

I have been taught the world of kind,

The world of work

The world to mind.

 

The window of the day can truly confuse,

But seek and reach and be true.

 

I know the sign of a smile,

A hello

The happiness glow

 

The rush of warmth from a tight hug meant just for me. 

That can only come from someone special

That’s the key.

 

It’s all so appealing this thing called life. 

The beauty the creation the strength the strife.

 

It’s woven together like a tight weaved rug.

That can easily be frayed by the least little tug. 

 

I ‘ve been guided from the beginning and loved everyday in between. 

I’ve been given the chance to wipe the slate clean.

 

She gave me blank pages to create my own story.

When the final last push, then the cries, then the glory. 

 

My eyes opened to see as they met with hers. 

She was all I knew, all I needed, all I heard. 

 

 

She held me close her heartbeat a comfort a familiar sound. 

There was peace there was joy there was love and no one else around.

 

She often reminded me throughout our days,

About the first day our eyes met and how she gave God so much praise. 

 

She said she knew that the pages would quickly be filled. 

The tapestry threads began to form in that moment of still.

 

Oh! she knew that God had blessed her with a daughter full of glee, kindness and possibilities. 

 

She prayed for soft landings on the downfalls that were sure to come. 

But knew as sure as the beautiful October sunrise that she would rise….and become.

 

We have seen the world together with all its ups and downs. 

We have laughed and cried, we cherished, we tried.

We cared, we gave, we comforted and let know one go without

We lived a beautiful life for which I have no doubt.

 

She always said how blessed she was, but the blessing was truly mine. 

God gave us the gift of life to cherish together, and I thank him for the gift of time.

 

Although you were my first sight, and I am now your last. 

Our eyes connect again as they once did in our past. 

 

It has been many years ago

but I remember like yesterday, the day we said hello. 

 

I am grateful to be by your side now as you lay still in your bed. 

I hold your hand tightly and gently kiss your head.  

 

I know you take comfort knowing I am still here. 

I am blessed as I watch your last breath disappear.

 

My heart is in pieces as I say Goodbye,

Although a piece of me will stay with you so you will always be by my side. 

 

I will continue to see your joy, your beauty, your light. 

Through the uncontrollable tears that will fall through the night. 

 

I will remember your words your touch your beautiful eyes looking into mine.  They will comfort me as I continue to walk through time.

 

The tapestry has been woven the pages are complete. 

We lived Gods story, now I am kneeling at his feet. 

 

My heart, my eyes will behold our beautiful life forever.  

 

“My Cup Runneth Over” ~ Psalms  23:5

 

 

 

BeLinda P.