Today I have a guest blogger; Beverly Guffey Harris. We graduated high school together, and now share a sisterhood of sorrow as both of us have lost a child in death.
“Well friends this is the time of year that is the hardest for me. I, along with many others, have recently lost a child. It makes me sad every year at this time. Just a little up date…I lost my 30 year old son Barry in 2003 to end stage renal failure. We struggled thru it togther for 8 long torturous years on his body. After he passed he came to my daughter Rhonda Norton Harris, less than a month later, as she lay trying to go to sleep and quoted this poem to her. She put it on paper and I have only shared it with very few…However, this year I decided to post it and hope it helps one Mother, one Dad get thru the Christmas holidays.”
Don’t worry how you will make it
Through next Christmas without me.
… Don‘t ask me to change my plans
There is so much I want to see.
I won’t be with you on that day.
I must attend a birthday bash.
We plan to party all night long
They say it’s quite a blast.
The party’s guest of Honor
Is quite a special man.
I know you heard about him
He left some footprints in the sand.
When you miss me getting
A gift from under the tree,
I’ll be giving gifts to him
And kneeling on my knees.
Just don’t stop your Christmas
Because I am here with him.
Savor every minute there,
Cause the time down there is slim.
Don’t waste it all with worries.
I am now a healthy man.
I won’t come back down again
Even if he says I can.
Just remember when you’re missing me
I am happy where I stay.
I am having lots of fun up here
Wouldn’t have it any other way.
Oh, and I heard what you did for him
He’s told me where you’ll come
I want you to know I saved a place
I said “This ones for my Mom”….
Written by: Rhonda Harris
©.2012 Phoebe Leggett
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