Poem - The Day God Called
Journey of Hearts
A Healing Place
The following poem comes from Mrs.
Pearl Hampton as one that has helped her in the months following the death
of her mother. The poem was dropped in her mailbox by a close neighbor.
The poem is included here in memory of her mother, Vera Thompson, who died March
26, 1998 from a stroke.
Addendum: This poem is being updated to include her father, Lorne Thompson, who died June 27, 1998. They had been married for 68 years.
In Memory of Our Parents
Vera and Lorne Thompson
Last updated June 30, 1998
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God looked around his Garden and
found an empty place.
He then looked down upon his earth
and saw your loving face.
He put his arms around you and lifted
you to rest.
His Garden must be beautiful, he
always takes the best.
He knew that you were suffering,
he knew you were in pain.
And knew that you would never get
well on earth again.
He saw your path was difficult,
he closed you tired eyes,
He whispered to you "Peace be Thine"
and gave you wings to fly.
When we saw you sleeping so calm
and free of pain,
We would not wish you back to earth
to suffer once again.
You've left us precious memories,
your love will be our guide,
You live on through your children,
you're always by our side.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
but you did not go alone.
For part of us went with you on
the day God called you home.