Remember Us

It's the face you first recognize through your own eyes.
It's the voice you first gravitate to because it tells no lies.
It's the touch you first allow due to it's warmth and love.
It's the first blessing you encounter from heaven above.

Now, your face is the only face I see when my eyes are closed.
Nothing here amounts to your everlasting beauty, Mom, not even a rose.
Somehow I manage to get through each day yet I don't know how I do it.
Some days the Lord carries me, other days His angels guide me through it.

It's as if the world has stopped turnin' and my heart has started burnin'.
It's like losing everything I knew and I have to start fresh with learnin'.
My poor soul aches day in and day out to the point I can't smile.
My eyes are restless, my face reads pain and cracking a smile takes a while.

Yet every now and then the sun rays embrace my sad face.
Suddenly a whisper enters my ear and I'm blessed by His grace,
Grief has no trace.

My strength gets broken by the weight on my back.
My mind is constantly battling the thoughts that attack.
But I'm reminded to stay prayed up in this cold and lonely world.
After all the praying I've done, I'm truly thankful the Lord gave me my girl.

No, she will NEVER take the place of the woman who blessed me and gave me life.
But her presence is a must because she adores me and her care takes away the strife.
So I'm going to wrap up this poem and not your memory.
Because when I look into the mirror, it's only you I see.

I'll always remember us.
Created by God, blessed by Sandra and
"God's purpose adores me".