You were the apple of mommy's eye; the fruit of her harvest;
the yin to her yang; the king of her castle; the jewel in her crown--so dry
your eyes; you need not ever frown. Mom was strong, and like her favorite
flower; the "lilies" in the field--they flourish, they grow, but
never do they yield. Remember her smile, her strength, her scent, and that
twinkle in her eye; just like the eagle, mom will forever fly. Beyond the scope
of what most cannot imagine, you cared for mom with love, dignity, and
compassion. You will always be in her heart, and she in your heart; like when
you first met, from the very, very start! You were her rock and her saving
grace; I know this because I saw it on her face. I saw a passion so strong that will forever
play...like a true love song. In fact, this much I know, and it may be a whopper;
you’re a man of your word---you kept your promise to Big Poppa; "To
honor, to cherish, to love;" So here's a message from high above;
"Release daddy...I'm okay. Release daddy...I'm at peace; Release!"
"Dad, you told many times the story of how you asked Big Poppa for mom's hand in marriage and his response was, "I give you my blessing as long as you take care of her till death do you part." Almost 60 years later...Release daddy, you kept your word!!"
I dedicate this poem to my father; he will be 84 on January 28. I know that he mourns over the loss of mom, but dad its okay to "RELEASE" because mom is here in spirit, and true love never dies...
Written by Eunece V. Franklin-2014
“Release” (Vol.
1)
Walk
with me on this journey…
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