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Words of Comfort - Page Six
The Ribbon of Time
A glance about the room that comes to rest upon my toys
The small impression left upon my bed results in pain;
You fear you cannot - will not - feel a love like ours again.
My collar, silent now,unworn, reminds how deep the wound;
The bowls, now standing empty, say your heart's not healing soon.
But time is just a ribbon, doubled back to front and sealed;
An ever-winding journey 'long which mysteries are revealed.
The deepest mystery? As you'll learn: we've shared our lives before -
And share again, we shall, my friend, for once there's love, there's more.
So, patience, peace and promise are my gifts to you each day -
Till the ribbon wraps our lives again in its wondrous way.
Reprinted by permission from the author
Bobbi Talisman for IMOM

A Bridge Called Love
It takes us back to brighter years,
to happier sunlit days
and to precious moments
that will be with us always.
And these fond recollectins
are treasured in the heart
to bring us always close to those
from whom we had to part.
There is a bridge of memories
from earth to Heaven above...
It keeps our dear ones near us
It's the bridge that we call love.
Author Unknown

The next three poems are the copyrighted works of Constance Jenkins and have been reprinted
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from Rainbow Bridge
Weep
not for me though I am gone
into that
gentle night.
Grieve if
you will, but not for long
upon my
soul's sweet flight.
I am at
peace, my soul's at rest
there is
no need for tears
For with
your love, I was so blessed
for all
those many years.
There is
no pain, I suffer not
the fear
now is all gone.
Put now
these things out of your thoughts,
in your
memory I live on.
Remember
not my fight for breath
remember
not the strife
lease do
not dwell upon my death
but
celebrate my life.
Constance
Jenkins

The
Last Farewell
for
Tristram when the time comes...
Come with me my gentle love
And let me hold you near
I'll sooth you with my softest words
And never mind the tears.
I'll whisper words of love to you
So you will always know
How much my heart is breaking now
As I gently let you go.
We've traveled years and miles , we two
You've been my constant friend
And now the kindest gift I give
Brings us to this end.
Your legs grew weak, your eyes grew tired
I watched time take its toll.
In my heart you're still the kitten
I held so long ago.
I cannot watch you suffer now,
My love is much too deep.
So close your eyes my little love,
I'll hold you as you sleep.
I'll stroke your soft, soft, silken fur
And gently ease the pain
And pray to all the gods I know
That we will meet again.
I knew this day would come my love
I knew it from the start.
I did not know the price would be
A large piece of my heart.
I'll grieve for you because I must
I'll shed hot, heavy tears
But the sorrow of this day won't dim
The love we shared for years.
Constance
Jenkins
Copyright 1998 (Unpublished)

THE
HARDEST CHOICE
For Priscilla, beloved
companion of Mary Jenkins
How can I bear to lose you, my precious gentle one,
To know that you will not be here when my day is done?
So much of my heart, my love, have I given up to you,
How then can I stand the pain now that your life is
through?
My sorrow overwhelms me, the tears so freely flow,
How can I carry on my life, with a heart that's laden so?
Then the answer comes to me from the stillness in my
soul.
Remembering the love we shared will help to make me
whole.
I'll hold you in a special place, so deep within my heart
And in these loving memories we'll never be apart.
You will not be so far away, your presence I will feel.
I'll wrap myself in memory and slowly I will heal.
The years we shared, the little joys, the laugher and the
tears
My love for you will never die, but strengthen with the
years
So fare you well, my precious love, I gently let you go
And pray to all the Gods there be that you will always
know
I loved you so, my little one, that love will never cease
I gave you warmth, I gave you love, and now I give you
peace.
Copyright
1993 Constance Jenkins
All Rights Reserved
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