This was written for a dear friend who shared her thoughts with me…I heard you…I’m so sorry for the sorrow and struggles you are facing…Just know I heard you and I love you…I put some of your words into a poem:
The Days
The days pass by so quickly
Some without the joy
I thought I would always carry with me…
I try to recapture it
by hearing your voice call my name
as you did all through my childhood…
calling me for meals or church
or to remind me of a chore…
calling me to share news
or just to check in
You walk with me
even on days when we
are not together…
On days when I am closed
in an office with numbers
swirling around in a tornadic frenzy
until I gather them to their
cells on the spreadsheet before me…
You are with me when I worship…
Even when you are in a church miles away
or resting at home because
you can no longer make the trip…
You are with me on the drive to see you
in a home that will always fill my heart and soul
with thoughts of family and meals
and prayers and time that seemed to stop
for just a moment when we laughed…
I cannot slow time
I cannot heal
But I can love
I can remember
I can live out
all that I was taught
and hold on to
all that I cherish
and pass along
the stories to
all who will listen…
And I will remember…
And I will love…
–Chris Pepple ©2017
