I found this little blip today. I had posted this on Facebook a few days after my Mom died in August of 2011. After the events of yesterday’s tragedy in Boston, I thought I would post it here and help heal my own heart at the evil that some animals think they can get away with. I will not allow this senseless act keep me bogged down in darkness. Since posting this I did find the author of the poem to be Merritt Malloy. My sincere thanks at her writing such wonderful words that I found exactly when I needed them.

Missing Mom, decided to try and do something productive like going through some stacks of books in my room. Had a bible I got at a thrift store, flipping through it and wondering why I need more then one NIV version of the Bible and found this. Once again God pushing. Don’t know who wrote just know I didn’t put it in this Bible from the thrift store.

Epitaph

When I die

Give what’s left of me away

To children

And old men that wait to die.

And if you need to cry.

Cry for your brother

Walking the street beside you.

And when you need me,

Put your arms

Around anyone

And give them

What you need to give to me.

I want to leave you something.

Something better

Than words

Or sounds.

Look for me

In the people I’ve known

Or loved.

And if you cannot give me away.

At least let me live on your eyes

And not on your mind.

You can love me most

By letting

Hands touch hands.

By letting

Bodies touch bodies.

And by letting go

Of children

That need to be free.

Love doesn’t die,

People do.

So, when all that’s left of me

Is love,

Give me away.

I’ll see you at home

In the earth.

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About jlturtlerunner

12 plus Years Surviving Stage IV Oral Cancer. I have become a "Turtle" runner since that diagnosis, as a way of saying, "Take That Sucker!" After 12 years of being a Turtle Runner, I'm adding a new title, Turtle Rucker!

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