By Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee (Tommy named me Granny Gee before he died ... I'm not a Granny Gee in my life) ...
Tears are just beneath the surface
Much closer than even I thought
Doesn't take much for them to spill over
Example ... a friend sent me a special poem
About a loved one who is gone
She said don't you cry, this is beautiful
I knew I wouldn't cry, and read
It was beautiful I thought
I felt something wet on my cheeks
I was crying when I didn't know
Didn't know there were tears still left
I felt heaviness in my Heart
I realized I will never stop crying
I will never stop grieving
Because I'll never stop missing you
Love is that way ... there will always be a sadness
In my Heart because you are gone
Meaning you were important, special in my life
I miss you, Son ... it still hurts so bad
It's easier now to push the grief back in
Like putting the stuffing back into a pillow
It spills out of a hole that one has to mend
I push it back in ... put a few stitches in
They are never too tight so, I can still feel
Feel the grief ... love in my Heart
For my son who has gone away
Grief can be healthy, good
Depending on how we want to handle it
I chose to make my grief as good as possible
That's why you see me smile ... if you see me cry
Note by this author:
Thank you, Diane MacKay ... you inspired this poem by sharing that beautiful, Heart-touching poem. It touched my Heart ... in the deepest way.
Photos/poem are owned/written by me ... Gloria Faye Brown Bates/aka Granny Gee
Tommy was a very good man! I am so sorry he had to leave his loved ones and friends. I truly think he is making a very good angel. It is sad he had to leave at such a young age. One of the ladies I went to school with lost her baby to SIDS. I think she was only a couple of months old. My cousin lost his baby at the age of 2. He was born with a heart problem and had undergone several surgeries but none of them lasted very long. It was an honor to have known Tommy. He was a very good man! I look forward to seeing him in heaven one day. Love, Ms. Nancy
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