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A Friend’s Mother
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By Gary James Smith
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A Friend's Mother


My deepest sympathy friend
In the losing of your mother
Of all the human beings on earth
There is closeness like none other

The one who bore you as a child
And watched you become a man
Has a special place in your heart
That only God can comprehend

The wonderment of human life
Being birthed forth from the womb
So closely knit that bond of love
Only severed by tomb

But great that joy that wells up within
When we entertain the thought
Our meeting again on the other side
Look what our God has wrought!

He who gives the breath to live
Is present at its last
And carries spirits to their home
To await the trumpet’s blast

Mothers again with their sons
And daughters at their side
Shall reminisce in eternity
With the Messiah and His Bride

Hallelujah! What a Savior!

© Copyright Gary James Smith
Feb. 4, 2006 @ 11:30 a. m.


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Submitted: Sunday, February 5, 2006

Last Updated: Sunday, February 5, 2006

About the Poet
I came to know the Lord as my personal Saviour in January of 1972. I was married on Oct 21,1966 to my wife Linda who also loves the Lord. We have ten children and now twenty-four grand children. In Aug 2012 we got the announcement of the birth of our first GREAT grand child (a baby girl). I was thrilled to find others of like precious faith and belief in Jesus Christ. Hallelujah! What a Savior! I am presently living in Champion, Alberta, Canada but we are originally from Sault Ste. Marie, Ontario, Canada. That is where the poem Canadian Tribute to America was birthed. One Sunday as I walked across the city on my way to church I came to the top of a hill and looked across at Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. After watching the events of the Sept 11 tragedy it was weighing on my heart and mind and the Lord gave me these words. We came to Calgary and when my oldest daughter saw this poem she said, �Dad, what�s this?� and I said a poem and she replied �Dad, that�s not a poem , that�s a song� and she then went to the piano and began to sing and play it. The result of which turned into a song entitled, A Canadian Tribute to America which she recorded on CD. garyjamessmith2005@yahoo.ca


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