This page contains a few poems that I have found comfort in during my time of grieving.

If Tomorrow Starts Without Me

If tomorrow starts without me, and Im not there to see,
If the sun should rise and find your eyes all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldnt cry the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things we didnt get to say.
I know how much you care for me, and how much I care for you,
and each time that you think of me I know youll miss me too;

But when tomorrow starts without me, please try to understand,
that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready in heaven far above,
and that Id have to leave behind all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away, a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, Id always thought I didnt want to die.
I had so much to live for and so much yet to do.
it seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you.
I thought of all the love we shared and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday, I thought, just for a while,
Id say goodbye and hug you and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realised that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things that Id miss come tomorrow.
I thought of you, and when I did, my heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through Heavens gates, I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me, from His great golden throne,
He said, "This is eternity and all Ive promised you,
Today your life on earth is past but here its starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last.
and since each days the same, theres no longing for the past.

But you have been so faithful, so trusting, so true.
Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldnt do.
And you have been forgiven and now at last youre free.
So wont you come and take my hand and share my life with me?"

So if tomorrow starts without me, dont think were far apart,
for every time you think of me, please know Im in your heart.

Author Unknown

A LETTER FROM HEAVEN



To my dearest family, some things Id like to say.
But first of all, to let you know, that I arrived okay.

Im writing this from heaven. Here I dwell with God above.
Here, theres no more tears of sadness; Here is just eternal love.

Please do not be unhappy just because Im out of sight.
Remember that I am with you every morning, noon and night.

That day I had to leave you when my life on earth was through.
God picked me up and hugged me and He said, I welcome you.

Its good to have you back again, you were missed while you were gone.
As for your dearest family, Theyll be here later on.

I need you here so badly, you are part of my plan.
There is so much that we can do, to help our mortal man.

God gave me a list of things, that he wished for me to do.
And foremost on the list, was to watch and care for you.

And when you lie in bed at night the days chores put to flight.
God and I are closest to you....in the middle of the night.

When you think of my life on earth, and all those loving years.
Because you are only human, they are bound to bring you tears.

But do not be afraid to cry; it does relieve the pain.
Remember there would be no flowers, unless there was some rain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned.
If I were to tell you , you wouldnt understand.

But one thing is for certain, though my life on earth is oer.
Im closer to you now, than I ever was before.

There are rocky roads ahead of you and many hills to climb;
But together we can do it by taking one day at a time.

It was always my philosophy and Id like it for you too;
That as you give unto the world, the world will give to you.

If you can help somebody who is in sorrow and pain;
Then you can say to God at night....My day was not in vain.

And now I am contented... that my life was worthwhile.
Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is sad and feeling low;
Just lend a hand to pick them up, as on your way you go.

When youre walking down the street and youve got me on your mind;
Im walking in your footsteps only half a step behind.

And when its time for you to go...from that body to be free.
Remember youre not going...youre coming here to me.


Written and copyrighted by Ruth Ann Mahaffey