Poetry Sunday ~ Would have been ~ Eleven Years

Matt. 18:10 “Take heed that ye despise not one of these little ones; for I say unto you, That in heaven their angels do always behold the face of my Father which is in heaven.”

Eleven Years

Eleven years without you

An eternity in my heart

Eleven years of hurt

Too many years apart.

Eleven years I’ve cried

Each one without you here

Eleven years I’ve missed

But never missed a tear

Eleven years of a piece

That’s missing from my soul.

A baby girl I longed to see

Leaving me an empty hole.

Eleven years I’ve known your place

Is not here by my side

Eleven years you’ve walked along

In an angelic heavenly stride.

Eleven years that you’ve been gone

But one day we’ll be together

Never again to walk alone

We’ll fly like birds of a feather.

To you my beloved daughter

I cherish your time in me.

I await to be reunited

Where we’ll spend our eternity!

God Bless You, Astri Celia Brandt

Still Born: 4-26-04

 

 

Poetry Sunday ~ My Father's Daughter

My Fathers Daughter

What can I say, it happened one day

“You’re your fathers daughter.”

You like to read, do crosswords too

you’re definitely your father’s daughter.

The stubbornness the same;

Your minds think alike.

You love the mountains

and relish a good hike.

Adventuresome too

mesmerized by the water,

Yes my sweet child,

you’re your father’s daughter!

Is it so bad to be like him?

It’s where I learned my strength.

Insight to provide my freedom of mind,

that reaches immeasurable length.

No he’s not perfect, nor claims to be

he’s so much more I can say.

To illuminate my soul in a father’s role

the most ever-loving way!

Yes I’m my father’s daughter

I state it proudly so.

I may not be there, and him not here.

but he’s with me wherever I go!

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY, DAD!