With every sun
rising up in morning
With every morning
the sun must rise
Each minute
a sacred moment
is dawning
In our hearts
if not in our eyes
Sunsets even
when they're expected
Come too swiftly
passing on into night
All moments we cherish
respected
All blessings
eternally bright
Forget not a moment
you treasure
Ignore not a single second shared
And life's song
will be perfect in measure
When it's measured
by the loved ones who cared
For you there were
84 summers all told
God planned this long
enough for your song
In our hearts you'll play forever
and never grow old
There it sings
with our heartstrings
loud and strong
As we sit here your sons
are still rising
This mourning shall pass
on into the night
And none here
will find it surprising
When we see you again
in a brighter new light
You'll be there
whenever we hear laughter
And when each new baby cries
Because you taught us
to love ever after
And such love never fades
or ever dies
In parting my heart
says thank you
For teaching me to see
with a poet's eyes
Though now filled with tears
looking over the years
Thanks Mommie for
filling the heart
that now cries
10/23/06 9: 56am E.S.T.
Stephen Warren Williams
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mourning-son-2/
