Dear Mommy Up In Heaven (Children) Poem by Cj Heck
Dear Mommy Up In Heaven (Children)
Dear Mommy up in heaven,
you’re always in my mind.
I wish that you could tell me
why you left so much behind.
You left your bunny slippers,
fuzzy pink with big long ears,
and when Daddy holds your picture
he’s sad and cries real tears.
Your clothes are in the bedroom,
you left your perfume, too,
and when I need you close to me
I go there - it smells like you.
You must hum a lot in heaven.
Daddy says he thinks you might.
Sometimes I think I hear you
when I shut my eyes real tight.
I miss your hugs and kisses,
you took most of them with you,
but I’m glad you made me save some
in my jammy pockets, too.
Me and Daddy miss and love you
and we don’t mean to make a fuss.
I guess you loved us both so much
that you left your stuff for us.
this is sad yet it has some comfort it explains loss yet it gives some hope and even faith and there is plenty of love warm regards Allan
Hmmm... I never thought of it like that! Sweet and sad (but wonderful) poem.
Tearful and Beautiful ~ Love is a many splendid thing....and this poem stands up and says this.
This is beautiful CJ. Somehow I guess there is a personal angle to it. I love the way that you wrote it as if it were a child: 'Me and Daddy miss you...' Rather than 'Daddy and I' Love Denis Joe
CJ, A lovely and sweet poem. It precisely captures the way a child might feel in missing a mother who has died. It also can serve to let children who are dealing with a parent's death they are not alone. Kudos. Hugh
Beautiful, C.J. It brought tears to my eyes. Lovely! Shannon
This is a real 'weepy' CJ but a lovely poem too. Love Ernestine XXX
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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CJ, I just sat and stared at this poem for a while and tried to think of words that would benefit its excellence and insight...Sorry, I couldn't... Rusty