THAT DAY...
BY GLORIA FAYE BROWN BATES/ aka GRANNY GEE
That day he walked on the sand under the sky of blue, fluffy clouds all above
He walked, ran with a little blonde-headed boy he dearly loved
He looked forward to spending this time with his little boy, his precious son who
Gave him such pride and joy
He made it just in time to run, squeal, and play
He laughed, he told Taban to put his toes in the water Before he went away that day
He said he was looking forward to playing with Taban
Running, walking, squealing, playing
in the sand
He had no idea that he had to leave that day
he almost didn't go, I believe he 'knew', that's why he
changed his mind to go, he 'knew' he was going away
He barely made it in time to play with his little boy
They were watched by a group of people who watched the
big guy with joy
How special to see such a sight, a gentle giant and a little
boy before the big guy left that day in a soft, white light
A father, a son, a husband went away
when he walked into that light.... when he left... that day
That day he played the first, last time at the ocean
he almost missed it, but.. made it in time to
go into the light, to go within
But, first he had something he said he had to do, he had to play
with his precious little son before... he could leave that day
He never meant to leave the pain, grief behind him when he left
He always thought of everyone, not just himself
The day before when he said goodbye
he never knew it was the last time, and that it would make me cry
He never knew it would send me to the dark world
where all the ugliest of colors
turn and swirl
Where his mother almost had to stay
because she couldn't cope with the knowledge that
her son... left that day
Gloria, Baby Girl... please come back I heard Skip say
Pups licking my hand, made me... come back that day
Everything is going to be alright
there's sunshine on my path, now, I can see the light
Tommy, I miss you with my very heart
Skip and I never knew we'd all be apart
That evening when you called me to say,
We are here safely, Mom, I love you
Thank-God you called me before you went away...
that day
That was a very nice poem! I know you are still heart broken---anyone would be. I do think Tommy is with the Lord. He allowed Tommy to play on the beach with Taban before he called him home. That was the one thing that Tommy wanted to do and God blessed him with that wish. Love, Ms. Nancy
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