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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

The Empty Chairs . . .



As we gather 'round the tables
One more year to celebrate
Our eyes begin to feast
While we overfill our plates
 
Sound of laughter and instruction
Mouth-filled sighs of glorious taste
Giving thanks for received blessings
And for elastic girded waists
 
In the midst of all the gathering
A simple stillness in plain view
Empty chairs quietly marking
Our ever-present thoughts of you
 
Telling stories, we hear your laughter
Sharing trials, we feel your tears
Recalling memories, we see your smiles
Looking ahead, we know you're near
 
Though absent from our presence
You've never left where you belong
Ever-present in our living
As we carry you along.
 
 


1 comment:

  1. Thank you for posting this Debbie, it means a lot.

    Love, Daniel

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