T’was the night before our lives changed, forever in our house,
No one could have known, not even a mouse.
For our hopes hung in the balance with all human care,
In the hopes that our prayers would be answered right there.
The people who loved her went off to their beds,
While they laid there and slept or prayed in their heads.
And daddy had his hope, and mommy had her fears,
Because the next morning might bring about our tears.
We arose the next morning to hear so much clatter,
As we were not sure what was the matter.
We flew to her side in such a quick rush,
But there just seemed to be this great big hush.
The sun seemed to rise and show us its glow,
As those that loved her were waiting below.
We all hoped that our waiting would bring us good cheer,
But that miracle we were waiting for didn’t seem to appear.
For we could not believe she had gotten so sick,
It seems like it had happened all too quick.
More rapid than thought possible when it had come,
It seems like all that knew her were becoming quite numb.
We all cried out, “How could this be,
For she’s not to go before any of us let alone me.”
It seems like we hit a great brick wall,
For we knew God had a plan, for her and for all.
Our time was slipping, it seemed to fly by,
We hoped she was not headed for heaven in the sky.
Because if she was it seemed like she flew,
With pieces of our heart and our love for her too.
Then in a moment, her fate had been sealed,
For we all knew she could not be healed.
The unbelievable had happened, and it was all too real,
We were losing her to heaven, we had no appeal.
We dressed her one final time from her head to her toe,
Her clothes were so precious, she had such a glow.
She had all those that loved her there by her side,
As we all held her close, and sobbingly cried.
Her eyes always twinkled! Her smiles were so merry!
Her cheeks were so rosy, she could fly like a fairy!
With her mommy holding her tight as she took her final breath,
Daddy was there too, as we lost her in death.
You could see she was at peace as she left us for heaven,
It was a relief to know she was already forgiven.
Because she had autism, God knew she was special,
She was just like sunshine, or even a rose petal.
Once she had made it up to heaven with cheer,
She saw those she loved on earth with a tear.
She sent down this message to those that she loves,
“I will see you soon here in heaven along with God’s doves.”
What words can we speak to portray the loss we feel?
At least it gives us peace to know she has God’s seal.
God’s seal is so special, as it means she’s with Him,
Because without this hope, life would be so grim.
We all sprang by her side, to say one final goodbye,
Even though her spirit had already left for the sky.
It seems she exclaimed, as she left us that night,
“I love you all so much, and all of you will be alright.”
You now are our angel, looking down from above,
As you look after us all, with all of your love.
To think of you up there, gives us all so much peace,
Because one day soon, we’ll be reunited with thee.
(I wanted to repost this poem as it means so much to me. I have done some revisions since I had originally posted it. I think it made the poem better.)
Sylvia Bray says
Beautiful, Kris – makes me cry as I remember those days, yet breathe with the hope you express! Thank you for sharing – both for sharing Mari and for your poem!
Stacie Hammons says
Im sorry you are so sad at this time of year. No one nows what your are going through unless they have lost too. I hope you two can find some kind of peace she will always be with you. Happy Holidays
Lori Woodill says
Happy Thanksgiving! !My heart and prayers go out to you this holiday season.Enjoy your lives knowing she is in a far better place. Know that her peace and love will keep you and that everyday is one day closer to being reunited!
Brian Paradowski says
Kris,Wow what a piece of wonderful poetry. It so pains us to know that you are hurting at this time of year and we hope that all of your writings bring you peace. We are glad you share with us your thoughts.Brian & Tracy Paradowski
Peter Paul says
I was sad reading through your poem. It's so hard to begin healing after such loss. My father died when I was three and until now, I still go bed at night missing him and thinking how my life could have been if he was still around. It's a very nice poem but it's sad I had to wipe away tears.