https://allpoetry.com/poem/14734406-A-Bouquet-With-Card-Attached-by-Seah-Ray
Dear Mother, Sister, Daughter, Wife,
Over 1200 full moons,
and a few truly blue cycled forward
before preparations for you began
after horribly ended
Your life…
A century now, we’ve collected in review.
Composed videos, photos, recordings too
to familiarize you with your daughter and her daughter’s sons and daughters, with extended in-laws as family, all excited and here waiting for you.
We remember the tragedy and how it caused us pain. Each night we fought sanity to retain.
The blood suddenly spilled on our hearts to only demonically maim.
Yet, your child’s welfare was the only real hope to help us comfort regain.
Then one day
shown us a God who does care.
Taught, we were, that of each of us
he was truly aware.
Christ’s resurrection gave us a goal
to serve his Father with whole heart, mind, and soul.
Only then could we really remain to watch His Son remove wickedness and sin’s mortal stain.
Then with family and friends happily rebuild severed ties to repair.
That day arrived after horror’s global seen.
Though, in ‘interior room’s’ gathered
all we could barely hear were angry screams
as we sang songs of courage to build.
Then silent
the earth
after billions were killed.
When exiting our places of safety
of great victory millions sang.
Around the globe many national groups
streaming tears; this vision already prophesied. To fruition it finally in trueness came:
“After this I saw, and look!
a great crowd, which no man was able to number, out of all nations and tribes and peoples and tongues”.
“And they keep shouting with a loud voice, saying:
“Salvation we owe to our God, who is seated on the throne, and to the Lamb.” Rev. 7:9, 10.
Yes, finally, ‘the meek’ the earth did inherently claim after learning and loving to speak about Jehovah’s glorious name
and about the “Good News of God’s Kingdom”
which removed bloodguilt, dishonor and shame from a people convened to Jah worship and eternal life claim.
Now here we are together imbued with joy to reacquaint and bond with sorely missed you…
dear mother, sister, wife, daughter.
With tears of delight
wine, food and dance.
Your family with you
to thankfully renew.
Our lives now fuller
with an eternity to further enhance
universal relationships once experienced
as swift as a brief shooting star glance.
Thank you … started watching a sad movie of a woman dying of cancer with six months to live and leaving her young daughter with her friend and thought . . . I don’t want to watch this. Why not write about when and if she returns and of other who tragically died suddenly we hear of daily:-) . . . I love these verses of Isa. 26:19-21:
“Your dead will live.
My corpses will rise up.
Awake and shout joyfully,
You residents in the dust!
For your dew is as the dew of the morning,
And the earth will let those powerless in death come to life.
Go, my people, enter your inner rooms,
And shut your doors behind you.
Hide yourself for a brief moment
Until the wrath has passed by.
For look! Jehovah is coming from his place
To call the inhabitants of the land to account for their error,
And the land will expose her bloodshed
And will no longer cover over her slain.”
Help for Those Who Grieve
https://www.jw.org/en/publications/magazines/awake-no3-2018-nov-dec/
Just Around the Corner
https://www.jw.org/en/publications/videos/#en/mediaitems/VODOriginalSongs/pub-osg_25_VIDEO © 2 years ago, Lucretia McCloud teen
ITH & SB 