Macey by Stacey / mom

I stood by your bed last night, I came to have a peek.
I could see that you were crying,
You found it hard to sleep.

I whined to you softly as you brushed away a tear,
“It’s me, I haven’t left you,
I’m well, I’m fine, I’m here.”

I was close to you at breakfast,
I watched you pour your tea,
You were thinking of the many times,
your hands reached down to me.

I was with you in your car today, as so many times before.
I lay my head upon you lap,
I wish I could do more.

I was with you at my urn today, You tend it with such care.
I want to reassure you,
that I’m not lying there.

I walked with you towards the house,
as you fumbled for your key.
I gently put my paw on you, I smiled and said “it’s me.”

You looked so very tired, and sank into a chair.
I tried so hard to let you know,
that I was standing there.

It’s possible for me,
to be so near you everyday.
To say to you with certainty,
“I never went away.”

You sat there very quietly, then smiled,
I think you knew … in
the stillness of that evening,
I was very close to you.

The day is over… I smile and watch you yawning
and say “goodnight,
God bless, I’ll see you in the morning.”

And when the time is right
for you to cross the brief divide,
I’ll rush across to greet you and
we’ll be stand, side by side.

I have so many things to show you,
there is so much for you to see.
Be patient, live your journey out …
then come home to be with me.


Thought of every day and night; with love,
8, Mar 2005