These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Remembering Mom

It's been two years this very day,
since she did breathe her last.
No more the child can laugh and play
with one of dearest past.

But in the Book of lasting Hope,
I read of Day to come,
with peace and rest beyond all scope,
and Joy the living sum.

My days now lived in a tapestry
of loss and happiness.
I grieve of loves no more to be,
until in lasting Bliss.

In me, the world can see my folks.
I laugh and sneeze like Dad.
I love the Christmas season most,
like best Mom I have had.

I love you, Mom! I want you near,
but I'll be living as I can
to honor folks I hold so dear,
according to God's loving Plan.

"So, 'bye, Mom, 'til we meet again.
I love you in my heart.
"Your absence like a lasting rain
still waters music's start."

by Jay O'Toole
on February 24th, 2019