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Forever Mother



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I looked in the mirror and what did I see,
but a little old lady peering back at me.
With bags and sags and wrinkles and wispy white hair
and I asked my reflection, how did you get there?

You once were straight and vigorous
and now you’re stooped and weak
when I tried so hard to keep you
from becoming an antique.

My reflection’s eyes twinkled and she solemnly replied,
‘You’re looking at the gift wrap and not the jewel inside’
a living gem and precious of unimagined worth,
unique and true the real you. The only you on earth.

The years that spoil your gift wrap with other things more cruel
should purify and strengthen and polish up that jewel.So focus your attention on the inside, not the out.
On being kinder, wiser, more content and more devout.

Then, when your gift wrap’s stripped away,
your jewel will be set free
to radiate God’s glory,
throughout eternity.

Copyright Wanda Goines 2016

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If I be the first of us to die

Let grief not blacken long your sky.

Be bold yet modest in your grieving,

There is a change but not a leaving.

For just as death is part of life

The dead live on forever in the living.

For all the gathered riches of our journey,

The moments shared,the mysteries explored,

The steady layer of intimacy stored,

The things that made us laugh or weep or sing,

The joy of sunlit snow or first unfurling of the spring,

The wordless language of look and touch,

The knowing,

Each giving and each taking,

These are not flowers that fade,

Nor trees that fall and crumble,

Nor are they stone,

For even stone cannot the wind and rain withstand,

And mighty mountain peaks in time reduce to sand.

What we  were, we are,

What we had, we have,

A conjoined past imperishably present.

So when you walk the woods where once we walked together

And scan in vain  the dappled bank beside you for my shadow,

Or pause where we always did upon the hill to gaze across the land,

And spotting something, reach by habit for my hand

And finding none, feel sorrow start to steal upon you,

Be still,

Close your eyes,


I am not gone but merely walk within you.

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I walked a mile with Pleasure
She chattered all the way
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say
I walked a mile with Sorrow
And ne’er a word said she
But oh, the things
I learned from her
When Sorrow walked with me

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I Ran Into A Stranger

 I ran into a stranger as he passed by
“Oh excuse me please” was my reply
He said, “Please excuse me too
I wasn’t really watching for you.”

We were very polite this stranger and I
We went on our way and we said good-bye
But at home a different story is told
How we treat our loved ones young and old

Later that day cooking the evening meal
My son stood beside me very still
When I turned I nearly knocked him down
“Move out of the way,” I said with a frown

He walked away his little heart broken
I didn’t realize how harshly I’d spoken
While I lay awake that night in bed
God’s still small voice came to me and said

“While dealing with a stranger common courtesy you use
But the children you love you seem to abuse
Go and look now on the kitchen floor
You’ll find some flowers there by the door

Those are the flowers he brought for you
He picked them himself red, yellow and blue
He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise
You never saw the tears that filled his little eyes.”

By this time I was feeling very small
And then my tears began to fall
I went very quietly and knelt by his bed
“Wake up little one wake up” I said

“Are these the flowers you picked for me?”
He smiled “I found them out by the tree
I picked them because they’re pretty like you
I knew you’d like them especially the blue”

I said “Son I’m sorry for the way I acted today
I shouldn’t have yelled at you that way”
He said “Oh Mom that’s okay. I love you anyway.”


I said “Son I love you too and I do like the flowers especially the blue”.

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