Heart Touch - My heart's longing for a mother gone too soon, and the hope for togetherness tomorrow.

There is something especially dear about the love we have for our mothers. It may have a lot to do with the fact that they had carried us inside of them for nearly a year, and then there is the bonding and cuddling after we are born. I realize that not everyone experiences the warmth and tenderness of a mother's love. For this I am eternally grateful for the mother that brought me into this world and loved me with her whole being. She was a kind and gentle person who was most happy when we were all home for family dinners. She seemed knew us better than we knew ourselves, and filled our heart's desire before we even expressed it. This poem is dedicated to her, and I hope these words float all the way to heaven.

Heart Touch 

Time and days ours forever;

Rush? No need, there’s tomorrow.

Run out of time? No! Never!

But life reminds with sorrow.

Did she know that time was short?

Insight, wisdom, love, impart

Pour into me ev’ry sort

And thus entwine heart to heart.

Every lesson, every song

Within, without, all around.

Like a mist, it’s here, it’s gone,

Returns to lift, spirit, sound.

Either way I’m richly blessed,

Gentle spirit lives within.

Her presence, peace, now my quest,

To know one day, ours again.

‘Til then, settle, quiet, still,

Ask of my heart, Mother dear.

No word, yet hear what I will.

Descend, surround, answer clear.

And know one day, hand in hand,

A laugh, a hug, without tear.

Two hearts then forever stand

To touch, so close, always near.