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A night alone on my Farm. Missing and thinking about my Mother. I posted this on Oaks Message Board and the response was incredible. My Friend Kathy Harris asked me to please include it on my web site so here it is.
So many of us have lost loved ones. I hope this little piece brings you some comfort along with the knowledge that we WILL see them again someday. The Bible says that we will be known... AS WE ARE KNOWN. That promise lets me know that when I come to the time where I cross over that chilly river of Jordan. I will know my Mother and she will be there waiting for me. (JSB)
There is a lazy moon just above the horizon. Beyond a quarter and not quite a half. No one ever refers to a third of a moon do they? Anyhow, it is resting on it’s side, kind of like a rocker on a rocking chair. It has a pale yellow glow around it that isn’t bright enough to obliterate the sky full of stars that are just hanging there all over the rest of the sky. They almost seem as if they are singing very quietly. Singing only to me.
The night is clear and the air is crisp. Except for a slight wind, there is not one discernible sound of any kind.
I saw twelve deer sleeping in the pasture behind the upper barn just a while ago while walking. My lamp lit them up and I immediately turned and walked in another direction so as not to bother them. I sit on my front porch now in the darkness and stare at that lazy moon. It is rising up even farther now and growing smaller and brighter.
I can’t see the deer from this vantage point, and yet, I am somehow comforted in knowing they are there.
It is like you Mom. I can’t see you anymore and yet...... I know that you are there.
Can you see all this my sweet Mother. It is a long way from the streets that we called home where the constant glare of a thousand lights hid all of this from our view.
We never shared one night that was ever this quiet. No..... not one.
Do you see it Mom?............ do you? How does it look from that place where all is so beautiful.
Someday..... we will know.
Someday....we will know.
Goodnight......... I Love You
I’ll Be Waiting On The Far Side Banks Of Jordan
I’ll Be Sitting Drawing Pictures In The Sand
And When I See You Comin’
I Will Rise Up With A Shout
And Go Running Through The Shallow Waters
Reaching For Your Hand.
Johnny Cash
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