a poem for my mama

I came across this poem the other day and it really reminded me of my mother. I miss her so much. They say the first year is so tough and I imagine that it will be as the first holidays come up. But, I can very clearly hear my mother say "That's enough, P___. " Anyway, the poem is called I'm Free; unfortunately, I don't know who wrote it.

I'm Free

Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.

I'm following the path that God has laid, you see.

I took His hand when I heard Him call.

I turned my back and left it all.

I could not stay another day,

To laugh, to love, to work or play.

Tasks left undone must stay that way.

I found that peace at the close of the day.

If my parting has left a void,

Then fill it with remembered joys.

A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,

Oh yes, these things I too will miss.

Be not burdened with times of sorrow.

I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow.

My life's been full, I've savored much.

Good friends, good times, a loved one's touch.

Perhaps my time seemed all too brief.

Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.

Lift up your hearts and peace to thee.

God wanted me now; He set me free!

P.A.P.

June 2, 1942 - July 12, 2009