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A Tribute to My Sister Jean

 

There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of my sister Jean who went home to be with the Lord on December 31, 2010.  I miss her more than words can express.  I write to release what I am feeling inside.  Normally I write a poem in one sitting.  However, it took me a little over a month to write this one.  When I would hurt bad, I would write a verse.  Maybe a day or two later, I would pen another verse or two.  With the help of God, I am able to get through each day.  Even through the tears and the pain - God yet heals.

 

Matthew 5:4 Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted.  

  

 

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LIFE IS SO DIFFERENT WITHOUT YOU

 

I miss you so much already

Talking on the phone from day to day,

About the kids, the workplace or life in general

You never would run out of words to say.

 

I am so grateful for the encouragement

That you gave Crystal and me through the years,

During the good and even the challenging times

The love you extended dried many of our tears.

 

You could smell a sale and would give me a call

From groceries to clothes to wear,

With a big percentage off and an additional coupon

Your paying full price for anything was very very rare.

 

We held the same interest in wearing nice hats

The kind that you could break down over one eye

I guess we inherited that style from Mama

Sometimes people would have to bend under just to say hi.

 

At dinners we looked forward to your macaroni and cheese

It didn’t matter how many dishes for dinner we had,

You would make two pans because it would go so fast

Sometimes there may have been a little left, maybe a tad.

 

Whenever I‘m going from here to there

When I return I want to give you a call,

It’s a thought – then I find myself pausing

As I remember that I can’t contact you at all.

 

I pray for the girls and also for John

There is such a void without them having you,

Johnita and Johnette were use to calling you daily

And John who had 45 years with you of “I do.”

 

Then there is Ashleigh and Alan

Your first two grandchildren that you’ve left behind,

Brian and Anthony, son-in-laws that were true sons

I pray for them that God gives them daily – peace of mind.

 

Even Little Briana talks to Baby Johnathan

She said she was going to tell him all about you,

I asked Melodie how Daniel had been doing

She said that he mentioned he missed Aunt Jean too.

 

It hurts so much that you are not here

God is healing and strengthening me through and through,

Your presence is missed by all of us

LIFE IS SO DIFFERENT WITHOUT YOU!