HE ONLY TOOK MY HAND

Last night while I was trying to sleep,
My son's voice I did hear
I opened my eyes and looked around
But he did not appear.

He said "Mom you've got to listen,
You've got to understand
God didn't take me from you, Mom
He only took my hand.

When I called out in pain that night,
The instant that I died,
He reached down and took my hand,
And pulled me to his side.

He pulled me up and saved me
From the misery and pain
My body was hurt so badly inside,
I could never be the same.

My search is really over now,
I've found happiness within,
All the answers to my empty dreams
And all that might have been.

I love you and miss you so,
And I'll always be nearby.
My body's gone forever,
But my spirit will never die!

And so, you must go on now,
Live one day at a time.
Just understand-
God did not take me from you,
He only took my hand.

~ Author Unknown ~

Miss Me but Let Me Go

When I come to the end of the road,
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom filled room,
Why cry for a soul set free?

Mourn me a little, but not for long,
And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the love we always shared,
Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey we all must take,
And each must go alone,
It's all a part of the master plan,
I'm set on the road to home.

So when you are weary and sick at heart,
Go to the friends we know,
Bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me ..
But let me go ..

Author Unknown

BE NOT AFRAID

Come take My Hand
I'm reaching for you
With Love that is endless
With Heart that is true

Be not afraid
I am by your side
Lifting you up
With honor and pride

Suffer no more
Your life now with Me
Free of all pain 
My Love endlessly

Come see magnificence
Mountains and lakes
Flowers that cascade
Like delicate lace

Touched with sweet dew
My children I give this
Forever to you

Your struggle now over
Now this your reward
A place in my Heaven
With angels adored

Wings that are special
With halo that shines
I give you this beauty
Sweet life so divine

I offer my Hand
To lift you with care
The beauty of soaring
Like doves in midair

No battle was lost
As your rise to the sky
Just legions of angels
Will bow from on high.

© used with permission
by Francine Pucillo