This posting is more sombre than the material I usually post here. I wrote this poem for my Mom for Mother's Day a few years ago. She passed away July 27, 2007 at the far too young age of 61.
Head Start to Heaven
There is an empty place at the table
Holidays just aren’t the same without you.
We thought you’d be here for this golden year
But you needed a head start to Heaven.
There is much we still wanted you here for
And so much you still wanted to do.
We don’t understand how this fits in God’s plan
Why you needed a head start to Heaven.
Was there an empty seat at God’s table?
Did He need you there more than here?
I guess we’ll just wait to know until our turn to go
Why you needed a head start to Heaven.
With all my love;
Karen
Amen. My Father joined Mom in Heaven on July 28, 2015 at the age of 70. We miss both of you. Save us a seat at the table for the Wedding Supper of the Lamb.
