So Saturday I was putting away some things that had found temporary residence on my
guest room bed. A spot I tend to put things that I'm not sure where its' home will be...
I was putting something in the nightstand drawer when I found a little photo book
that my Mom must have put there when staying with us prior to her surgery....
She passed away on Mother's Day of 2012.
I'm sad to say I have many friends that have lost their Mom's or Dad's in the very recent past.
A sorrow we now share.
I mention this because of what I discovered tucked in my Mom's little photo book.
A beautiful Poem handwritten on a sheet of paper.
I'm not sure who's beautiful handwriting it is,
but I knew when I read it that it was something I should share.
To One In Sorrow
By Grace Crowell
Let me come in where you are weeping friend,
and let me take your hand.
I who have known a sorrow as yours can understand.
Let me come in, I would be very still beside you in your grief.
I would not bid you cease your weeping friend, tears bring relief.
Let me come in I would only breath a prayer and hold your hand,
for I have known a sorrow such as yours and understand.
Life is a flame that is always burning itself out.
But catches fire again,
every time a child is born.
Nanny and Poppa's Great Grand Daughters
Ruby and Khloe
Friend if you are one who has lost a loved one,
Yet now reminded,
every time a child is born.... is what echos from my heart..