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Book Corner
In her debut memoir, Aundria Sheppard Morgan searches for purpose in a life she doesn’t want, revisits the strained relationship with her mother, and questions God, who allows unrelenting adversity as she faces the loss of her first love and husband James. A voice that is at once eloquent and honest cuts to the core, stripping away masks, and revealing raw emotions. In Cross My Heart and Hope to Die ~ A Memoir we dip into Morgan’s soul through poetic vignettes that lead each chapter. With unflinching candor she tells their love story. Hope and tragedy intertwine as James wrestles with guilt over killing his brother, his ten years in New York prisons, and his desire to rise above his past. Loving James helps Aundria set aside a lifetime of anger and embrace her mother. Beautifully written, it dares us to “call it what it is” so true healing can begin.
Word Cloud
Funeral Wreaths
Grief Poems
I'm standing on the mountain tops
Looking through the horizons of night's earth
Such heights and depths of heartaches
Scream out for understanding and compassion
Wanting to surrender into the impenetrable darkness
Praying for visions and dreams to speak to me
And guide my tormented soul
Feeling alone to struggle with the sufferings of the flesh
I feel natural human emotions, sympathies and need for understanding
Yearning to be embraced by them all
I look up to the heavens with outstretched arms
And see the shadows of reality
There is no darkness—only light
The light that reflects off the castles made of gold in heaven.
I feel the simple unconditional devotion that draws me near
The heavens of pure and utter beauty
I am compelled by the power of His holiness
And surrender to the love of God
As the spirit bears witness unto my soul
The promise that we will be together again.
Copyright © 2002 by Michele. All rights reserved.
Invisible words hang in the air.
A silence loud and lingering.
Unrealized dreams and shades of despair
Overshadow material things.
Promises now, which can not be kept
Of forever and ever with you.
Feeling with sadness the change in our lives
And not knowing what to do.
Invisible words in invisible worlds
Streaming through my mind.
All of the things I might have said.
Innocence left behind.
Past, is the vision behind the glass.
So near, but unable to reach.
A separate lifetime, just a moment ago,
Silently I scream.
About the author: Brenda Penepent, LPN, Executive Director of Healing Heart For Bereaved Parents, Russellville, Arkansas Chapter.
Copyright © 1998 by Brenda Penepent. All rights reserved.
Is death the end of thee wonderful child?
She wasn't riding but just about ten miles.
Rough winds and rain of course made their way dark.
For Kim and Jenn didn't recognize a spark.
Was the crash so bad, that no one could speak.
No one was moaning not even a peep.
As every hair was matted with all the blood shed.
Then the Coroner rushed out to pronouce them dead.
Their eyes and voices raged heaven's true game.
And the boyfriend's puppy too young to tame.
Not known at the time was that a volunteer
Didn't even know it was his sister lying there.
For as long as we can, we all will strive.
And don't ever let friends Drink and Drive.
Copyright © 2002 Brandy Rodgers. All rights reserved.
I rocked you on my knee,
With dreams about the future and
What you were going to be.
You were so bright and happy
Such a precious little boy,
You gave your love to everyone
And filled our hearts with joy.
Strangers would admire you
And stop to say hello,
"He'll break a lot of hearts," they said,
"In twenty years or so."
But less than twenty years from then,
What they said came true,
As we were forced against our will
To say goodbye to you.
A life so short and unfulfilled,
With so much left to go,
"Why, oh why?" we ask ourselves,
When we all loved you so.
Life shows us many options,
But whichever path we take
The destination's still the same
Whatever choice we make.
So many questions flood our minds,
"What if, and Why and How?"
If we had done things differently,
Would you still be with us now?
I don't know what the lesson was
That you were sent here to learn,
But now your purpose is fulfilled
It's time for you to return.
When I hear the phone ring
I expect to hear you say,
"Alright Mum? What're you doing,
Can I come 'round today?
But you don't need to ask now,
You're with us every day,
Within our hearts, our minds, our souls,
Your memory will stay.
No fear, no pain or sorrow,
Can touch you anymore
But the love you've left behind,
Will live with us forever more.
Copyright © 2002 Jan Andersen. All righs reserved.
About the Author: Jan Andersen is a British freelance writer and mother of four children, including one angel. Jan also owns and runs Mothers Over 40, an inspirational and encouraging website for older parents.
i know it's hard when you can't see his face
but don't you worry, he's in a better place
i know you miss him, he misses you too
but you have to move on, it's what you have to do
tell yourself you'll be alright and a prayer for him at night
he'll always be there looking over you
even when you're sad or blue
i promise you, you'll be okay, just think about another day
a day when you will be with him and the world will not be quite so dim.
Copyright © 2002 Sam. All rights reserved.
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