Jun 2018
The Angels must all be taking a break
or this now-rotten world has them all busy somewhere.
And I am in fear for heaven …
as God seems so intent on calling you back there.
Such a better place it is …
this world here with you in it.
My life has found this blissful peace …
and an admiration because you never quit.
I've read he will never bestow upon you,
something that you can't handle.
I guess it's true, as your light seems to come
from an eternally burning candle.
It's flame has shown me images
of your life, loves and times.
Eloquent, beautiful, filled with memories
that flow like water through the rhymes.
Go there then, when your time comes …
Mary Gay Kearns.
Your candle will be shining ever so bright here …
as it forever burns.
You've given us all something …
to see and learn and feel.
You've lived a life that many would envy
and shared these scenes so real.
And when you are gone, you'll never actually be.
In my heart, you're alive, for ever more.
And some day I will touch your paintings,
when I, finally, again cross your shore.
Go, with that smile and be content.
God needs you ... even I can see.
For I am in fear for Heaven …
They must need you desperately.
or this now-rotten world has them all busy somewhere.
And I am in fear for heaven …
as God seems so intent on calling you back there.
Such a better place it is …
this world here with you in it.
My life has found this blissful peace …
and an admiration because you never quit.
I've read he will never bestow upon you,
something that you can't handle.
I guess it's true, as your light seems to come
from an eternally burning candle.
It's flame has shown me images
of your life, loves and times.
Eloquent, beautiful, filled with memories
that flow like water through the rhymes.
Go there then, when your time comes …
Mary Gay Kearns.
Your candle will be shining ever so bright here …
as it forever burns.
You've given us all something …
to see and learn and feel.
You've lived a life that many would envy
and shared these scenes so real.
And when you are gone, you'll never actually be.
In my heart, you're alive, for ever more.
And some day I will touch your paintings,
when I, finally, again cross your shore.
Go, with that smile and be content.
God needs you ... even I can see.
For I am in fear for Heaven …
They must need you desperately.
For those of you that do not know Mary Gay Kearns, please, go to her page here:
https://hellopoetry.com/u706104/
Or read the last poem that I wrote about her here:
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2400034/finding-mary/
She is as wonderful and talented a poet as has ever been. Having been given a terminal diagnosis, she has stood strong fighting back and through it all brought us more and more amazing poetry.
But now, she has been given even more bad news and more severe diagnosis. It saddens me so and when I learned of this, I thought that "Heaven must really need you", to be seemingly trying so hard to take you from us.
That was the inspiration for this poem as much as Mary herself. She is an amazing woman.
https://hellopoetry.com/u706104/
Or read the last poem that I wrote about her here:
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2400034/finding-mary/
She is as wonderful and talented a poet as has ever been. Having been given a terminal diagnosis, she has stood strong fighting back and through it all brought us more and more amazing poetry.
But now, she has been given even more bad news and more severe diagnosis. It saddens me so and when I learned of this, I thought that "Heaven must really need you", to be seemingly trying so hard to take you from us.
That was the inspiration for this poem as much as Mary herself. She is an amazing woman.
(55/M/L.A.)
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