Monday's Mourning Ministry - A New Year's Poem from Mother to Child in Heaven ~by Grieving Mother Tammy Brown / Sweet Child O' Mine ~Sheryl Crow

Love from all our Heavenly children...

Monday's Mourning Ministry

A New Year's Poem

from Mother to Child in Heaven

~by Grieving Mother Tammy Brown

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Sweet Child O' Mine

~Sheryl Crow

The poem below shares the sweet sentiments of a fellow grieving mother that express so well our angst and yet our recognition that our precious child now "knows" the depths of our love, despite our frail attempts to communicate, for now they "know" as even they are "fully known"!!!

~I Corinthians 13:12 "then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known."

‎12/31/2011

Larry,

I sat here searching deep within
to find the words to express
how much I love and miss you
searching for a language that eludes me

to lose you to death is beyond human language

there are no Earthly words ever spoken
nor written
that will in any form
express the depth of my sorrow

so as I sat here
fingers poised and waiting
it finally occurred to me

if the words to express my sorrow
do not yet exist
then the words to define
the eternal love that my heart holds for you
will never be born of Earthly expression

with this
a new thought occurs

you are my son
born of my very own
existence

I have no need to search for words do I?

you already know

the moment you left this Earthly plain
is the moment you first truly felt it

just as I felt your first movement of life within me
so you now feel the depth of my love

again we are one

my promise to you:

I will carry you forward with me
this New Year and every one after

until we
once again
become two…

I love you my son, always.

~by Tammy Brown in loving memory of Larry Brown

*****

Sweet Child O' Mine

~Sheryl Crow

He's got a smile that it seems to me

Reminds me of childhood memories

Where everything was as fresh as the bright blue sky

Now and then when I see his face

It takes me away to that special place

And if I stared too long

I'd probably break down and cry

Oh-o-oh

Sweet child o' mine

Oh oh oh oh

Sweet love of mine

He's got eyes of the bluest skies

And if they thought of rain

I hate to look into those eyes

And see an ounce of pain

His hair reminds me of a warm safe place

Where as a child I'd hide

And pray for the thunder

And the rain

To quietly pass me by

Oh-o-oh

Sweet child o' mine

Oh oh oh oh oh

Sweet love of mine

Oh oh oh oh

Sweet child of mine

Oh oh oh

Oh oh oh oh

Sweet love of mine

Where do we go?

Where do we go now?

Where do we go?

Where do we go?

Where do we go now?

Where do we go?

Where do we go?

Sweet Child

Where do we go now?

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Where do we go ~

oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

Where do we go

Sweet child

Where do we go now?

Where do we go ~

oh oh oh oh oh oh

Where do we go now

Now now now no

Sweet child

Sweet child o' mine

Picture: Thanks to Dr. Athena Staik

Poem: Thanks to the gracious permission of Grieving Mother, Tammy Brown

Video: http://youtu.be/T4lSms1pokA