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Letter From Heaven
My Mom & Dad, they tell a lot of lies,
They never did before.
From now until the day they die,
They'll tell a whole lot more.
They used to tell the truth, a lot
But now it doesn't matter.
I died and went to heaven;
Their life is all a-shatter.
Ask my Mom & Dad how they are.
They'll say, "Yes, I'm fine!"
They want to beg "Please help me.
I can't find that boy of mine!"
Ask my Mom & Dad how they are,
They'll say, "I'm alright."
If that's the truth then tell me,
Why do they cry each night?
Ask Mom & Dad how they are,
They seem to cope so well.
They didn't have a choice, you see,
Nor the strength to yell.
You think you know the feeling,
But this cannot be.
For even though you loved me,
You didn't love as much as they.
They will smile and tell you,
"It's o.k. God has a plan."
But they will turn away and cry,
'Cause they just can't understand.
Tell a joke and they will laugh,
But they are not o.k.
They want to share the joke with me,
But it will not be today.
I watch from here, in Heaven.
Their distress disturbs my peace.
Will someone please take care of them,
And thus take care of me?
"Some day you will feel better."
"Yes I will." they lie.
They know that this will not happen,
Until the day they die.
"We were so lucky!
We had him all those years!"
(They passed in a minute,
We shed so many tears.)
Ask my Mom & Dad how they are,
They'll say, "Thank you. Good."
They cannot tell you how they feel,
Oh, how I wish they could.
Ask my Mom & Dad how they are,
"I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping."
For God's sake, Mom & Dad, just tell the truth
Just say your heart is broken.
Ask my Mom & Dad how they are,
"I'm well, I'm good. And you?"
I'll shake my head in Heaven.
It simply isn't true.
They'll love me all their life.
I loved them all of mine.
But if you ask how they are,
They'll lie and say their fine.
Their carnival is over.
They’ve stepped off the carousel.
But, to save you feeling badly,
They'll say, "Thanks, all is well."
My Mom & Dad, they’ve not gone mad, yet.
But, oh so very nearly.
Don't ask my Mom & Dad how they are,
Ask how are they, really.
I am here in Heaven.
I cannot hug from here.
If they lie to you, don't listen.
Hug them, hold them near.
On the day we meet again,
We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, "You're lucky to get in here,
With all the lies you told!"
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A Message to Michael from Mom
I WISH
If I could have a lifetime wish,
A dream that could come true,
I'd pray to God with all my heart
For yesterday and you.
A thousand words can't bring you back,
I know because I've tried.
And neither will a million tears,
I know because I've cried.
You left behind my broken heart,
And happy memories too.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.
A million times I've needed you,
A million times I've cried.
If love alone could've saved you,
You never would have died.
In life I loved you deeply,
In death I love you still.
In my heart you hold a place,
No one else will ever fill.
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you did not go alone.
Part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.
Author Unknown
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A Talk with God from Mom
I said, God I hurt.
And God said, I know.
I said, I cry a lot.
And God said, That's why I gave you tears.
I said, Life is so hard.
And God said, That's why I gave you loved ones.
I said, But my loved one died!
And God said, So did mine!
I said, It's such a great loss!
And God said, I saw mine nailed to a cross!
I said, But your loved one lives!
And God said, So does yours!
I said, Where is he now??
And God said, My son is by my side and
your Michael is in my arms.
Author Unknown
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A Candle For My Beloved Brother
A flame shines in the darkness,
A single, flickering light,
A candle held in memory,
Dispelling the darkness of the night.
A candle filled with memories,
It speaks a loved ones name,
And shines a light for all to see,
In a single, flickering flame.
Soon other candles join the light,
Then thousands fill the sky
Illuminating the darkness,
Proving a love will never die.
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Reflections by Kathy & Janice
Michael was a very special person to all of us. He touched so many lives, but one special life he touched was our fathers', his Uncle Bud. One evening, Michael rented the movie "Saving Private Ryan" and took it to Bud's house. Together they made popcorn and watched the movie. Later, our Dad would call us and say, "Guess who came to see me? Mikey!" (he always called him Mikey)
After a snowy winter day, Mike would go and clean off our father's car and make sure it was moved for the plows. He often put his own plans aside to care for his Uncle Bud.
Of course, there were perks in it for Michael! Uncle Bud would let Michael drive his car even before Mike had a license. Our dad would brag about his good driving skills as Mike drove him to NH to get his beloved cigarettes! Mike spent a lot of time with Uncle Bud, a rarity by today's standards. That was the kind of person Michael could be, kind, sensitive and caring.
And it didn't stop with our dad. Michael was a caring person to all those who came into his life. He touched many hearts.
We believe strongly that Michael is once again visiting with our dad, maybe even with his great grandparents! That he is looking down upon us here with his all too familiar smile, knowing that at some time we will all be together. So, on this day we won't say "Good-bye", We will embrace fond memories of Michael, holding them dear to our hearts and say "Until we meet again!"
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