At times we might have disagreed,
But who of that can innocent plead?
Nobody I know.
And like you … I always thought so.
you would stay longer with me,
Now I am told you are happy and free.
Love is indeed so many things...
Much more than just wedding rings.
Perhaps the greatest Love of all,
Is when a mother's heart is called.
still in need of mine, you know.
Have you reached the up above?
Can you see me from there?
A mother as well I am still down here.
Missing You and I will for quite some time,
Truth is I always will, but I do not mind,
Simply hoping you are happy and fine,
For that is what you truly deserve.
I know I might have quite a nerve,
But it is my honest wish very true,
With all my Love for You.
Where have you gone... it must be to Paradise,
Indeed a place said to be awfully nice.
My first and truest friend,
Will I ever see you again?
guess not until I too reach my end.
I will send you my heart from time to time,
A loving gift to you from me,
is all I can give for now you see.
Thinking I could have given so much more,
I even thought of that before...
But those are the rules of life maybe,
And not only happening to me.
Are you a guardian angel... are you?
You see... I need one anew.
I lost the one I had, she is back in heaven and free.
She was a true Rose with a soul so very fine,
This wonderful, loving Angel of mine.
Never calling her Angel, not wanting me to bother,
I was humbly asked to merely call her Mother.
It was perfectly right and so very good,
That was always understood.
Perhaps at times I failed to understand,
Even so given more than a loving hand.
True love does not really have a name,
Names change; but one always feels the same,
When heart, soul and mind agree,
Love is magnificent,
pure and free.
Will you find me again Angel, Mother and Friend?
Or is it I who must find you again?
I will, but
I still have a long way to go,
told me so...
Not to worry I know what to do,
You taught me well, I learnt from you.
Giving a piece of my heart, you see,
The last gift for now to You from me,
“Thanks”… is perhaps a very simple word,
Not much said or hardly ever heard,
But always in my heart right from the start,
Promising one day we shall meet again,
I Thank You Forever my Mother, my Angel, my Friend.
by Kari M. Knutsen