Reflection, Contemplation, Hope

Heartstrings 

By Judi Walker

A mother's love knows no bounds,
No stronger bond can be found,
Mother and child are connected from the start,
There is a string from heart to heart.

Nothing can break this heartstring,
No matter what the future may bring,
A mother loves her child forever,
The heartstrings hold them together.

It is a love of the sweetest kind,
There is nothing more beautiful you will ever find,
And even death cannot break this bond,
It knows no earthly ties, it is here and beyond.

We are connected to our children forever by this love,
Even when God calls them to this home above,
Nothing can change this love, not time, nor words or even
Death bitter sting,
We are connected forever by the "HEARTSTRINGS"

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A Prayer for Spring

By Janis Heil

Like springtime, let me unfold
And grow, fresh and new,
From this cocoon of grief
That has been spun around me.

Help me face the harsh reality of
Sunshine and renewed life,
As my bones still creak from
The winter of my grief.

Life has dared to go on around me.
And I recover from
The insult of life's continuance.
I readjust my focus to
Include recovery and growth
As a possibility in my future.

Give me strength to break out of
The cocoon of my grief.
But may I never forget it as
The place where I grew my wings,
Becoming a new person
Because of my loss.

This poem first appeared in Unite Notes, the copyrighted newsletter of UNITE, Inc., Philadelphia, in 1984.

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A Pretty Song

By Mary Oliver

From the complications of loving you
I think there is no end or return.
No answer, no coming out of it.

Which is the only way to love, isn’t it?
This isn’t a playground, this is
earth, our heaven, for a while.

Therefore I have given precedence
to all of my sudden, sullen dark moods
that hold you in the center of my world.

And I say to my body; grow thinner still.
And I say to my fingers, type me a pretty song.
And I say to my heart: rave on.

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Sometimes love lasts a moment
Sometimes love lasts a lifetime
Sometimes a moment is a lifetime.
- Author Unknown

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“ I loved the boy with the utmost love of which my soul is capable; and he is taken from me—yet in the agony of my spirit in surrendering such a treasure I feel a thousand times richer than if I had never possessed it.”
- William Wordsworth

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