Fo Chew Yin

Waiting at the Door

I can’t explain so deep inside
The very fabric of my soul
Only a heart that grieves such loss
Can ever truly understand

It’s like you’re waiting at the door
Until a loved one comes back home
You feel a longing in your heart
When they appear the longing stops

But in a loss that never ends
You’re always standing at that door
You feel the longing in the breeze
So incomplete and never filled

I cannot find the words to say
Just what it’s like to want forever
Never seeing them again
Just always waiting at the door

Alison Mary Dunn

Phyllis Frazier Harris

November 15, 2009

To My Mummy ... from Angeline

i miss mummy very much.... thinking of mummy every day and night. i love you mummy.

Alan Chiou (Husband)

November 12, 2009

Last night I had a dream
When an angel I did see,
She took my hand in hers
And whispered "follow me".


I flew with her to Heaven
On wings of purest white,
We danced amidst the stars
That sparkled in the night.


On the pathway to the moon,
I looked down upon the earth
And suddenly remembered,
The moment of my birth.


The angel looked at me,
Her lips curved in a smile,
Knowing I'd recalled,
She'd walked with me each mile.


She was my special angel;
God's creation just for me,
To guide me in my life,
And through eternity


I didn't want to leave her,
As we stood in heavenly bliss,
But she whispered her goodbye
And departed with a kiss.


Awaking in the morning,
Warm sunshine stroked my face
Had I just dreamt of my angel,
Or was it real - that heavenly place?


I felt such peace within me,
It seemed so very clear,
Then I swear I heard her whisper,
"You know I'm always here".


Copyright Marian Jones 2002

Joyce Tidy

November 12, 2009