It seems like I'm feeling your sorrow
bathing me now and again . . .
so wrenching ~ so deeply intrusive
just one word describes it ~ PAIN ~

It feels as though my heart is breaking
helpless ~ undone ~ cast aside . . .
wondering if God's teaching a lesson
tho' HIM you have surely denied ~

I am eating the bread of sorrows
sopping the bread with my tears . . .
this morning your dad held me closely
as he has not done in years ~

When he said "What's wrong" the dam broke
I answered " There's too much to tell . . .
I feel myself slipping away"
somehow I knew he related SO WELL ~

I felt the words he'd have spoken
if only he knew what to say . . .
comforting with comforts ~ words are unneeded
as ALL other times I've felt daddy pray ~

How much I wish we, too, could hold YOU
kiss the boo~boos as when you were a lad . . .
assure you, dear son, it'll be better
if we could but make your heart GLAD ~

But some things even parents can't handle
words nor actions no matter how real . . .
there IS just ONE Great Physician
no heart is too broken for Him to heal ~

So, dear son, as I do in each crisis
to HIS Altar of Grace I impart . . .
the total of you as an adult
with your broken "little lad's heart" ~

Crying to Him ~ your Creator
for mercies ~ new every morn . . .
believing HE will heal those things we cannot
and your spirit shall be REBORN !!!

Mary Carter Mizrany
January 2, 2005
Copyrighted. All rights reserved.

Our precious son, William . . .

My first poem of 2005 was written for YOU.
It is self~explanatory ~ more words are
not needed.

Dad & I love you so very dearly, William.
I suppose a parent's love is the nearest to how
God loves us. No matter what faults we see
in our children; mistakes they make, etc. our
love just does NOT GO AWAY !!!
And it NEVER WILL !!!

We pray 2005 is truly a NEW BEGINNING
for you, precious son.

mom & dad

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