If I Knew

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

A Mother’s Love 

A Mother’s love is something
that no one can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty
of the rarest, brightest gems . . .
It is far beyond defining,
it defies all explanation, 
And it still remains a secret
like the mysteries of creation . . . 
A many splendoured miracle
man cannot understand
And another wondrous evidence
of God’s tender guiding hand. 

By: Helen Steiner Rice

My Angel Loves Me
 
In the early morning light,
I see sadness of this day,
And hold memories of my angel,
How when my angel flew away.
 
No one can comprehend
The sadness this day brings,
No laughter can be heard,
Not even one bird sings.
 
For the angel of my life,
Received wings made of gold,
Brought happiness to Heaven,
Left an emptiness here untold.
 
So in the early morning light,
I just try to find a way,
To see clearly why my angel,
Took golden wings & flew away!
 
Yes, in the early morning light,
I can still feel my angel's touch,
And will always remember that
My angel loves me so much!

A Christmas Thought

Christmas is a time of love,
Whether on Earth or up above.

My dearest Kathy has been sent to me,
A joy to know, a vision to see.

She is lovely, caring, and kind,
A real gem, a treasure, an absolute find.

Kathy was blessed with her own angel girl,
Her name is Mary, let the banners unfurl.

Forever in our hearts, she is never far,
Playing the day away, Heaven’s brightest star!

By: Charlie Olsziewski