Florias Haven
Monday, September 06, 2010

GEORGE'S MEMORIAL PAGE


 



I am so very sorry that I had to delete Georges Memorial
Book. It was getting hit hard with spam of the worst kind.
One day there were 538 spam messages and I kept deleting them.
I finally gave up. If you stop by please hit the contact button
above the page. The message will come directly to me and not show up on this site.
 Thanks so much for understanding.
 It has broken my heart to have had to delete
all the wonderful loving messages. Floria
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

WHAT HAPPENED?
 
 

In the past few years I have recieved many emails
from viewers asking me how Georgie passed on. 
After 7 years, although the grief is just as bad if not worse
than it was at the time, I have decided to write a short note
on here explaining briefly. George was not ill aside
from arthritis and a few minor things that bothered him.
He was here having coffee with me,
he grabbed his chest, I dialled 911 and
after the ambulance left and we followed
we never saw him alive again.
It was a blood clot to the heart.
The doctors say it was a time bomb
and there was nothing anyone could have done .
It took him instantly and put us all into shock. 
My grief is on these pages.
Thanks for visiting and God bless you all.

My Inner Soul

Never flowing before from me
Now words don't seem to stop,
I don't know where they come from
They all just seem to drop.
I sit at my computer
My fingers at the keys,
Not thinking of a word to say
Then my mind does seize,
I am no longer in control
I write with all my inner soul
And when I finish all I see
Is all the love I have for thee,
My son, George.



Ken-Dad-George(front)-Gary


A Mother Wept

Three sons You gave to me,
Not one, not two , but three.
Forty some years ago
I bounced them on my knee.
Never was I told
You'd take one back from me.
Did You not think
Unhappy I would be?
Did You not care,
Were You not aware,
That my love encompassed
Every one of three?
For a moment did You think
That one I would not miss,
And not remember every single
Hug and every kiss?
Nor the pleasure that he brought us
When his antics did unfold
And how we all were mesmerized
As all his tales he told?
There is a large and vacant space
That dwells within my heart
And it will never leave me
As long as we're apart.
There must have been a reason Lord
That You took him away.
For a little longer
Could You not let him stay?
I love You Lord with all my heart
And now I do accept,
That you have called my son George home,
While I, his mother wept.




George Caught The Big One

Memories In Your Red Ram

We drove today in your dodge red ram,
I thought of you all the while.
I felt so close being in your truck,
You cared for it like it was your child.
I want you to know that dad keeps it clean
And polishes it every day.
Because we know that you treasured it so,
You would want it to be that way.
We couldn't sell it to a stranger George,
Because it belonged to you.
So we made the decision
And did what we had to do.
We kept it son and drive it each day,
Wishing you were at the wheel.
But since you can't be,
Since God took you home,
It's a part of you that we feel,
While driving your dodge red ram.






My Son, My Baby Boy

'Twas forty short years ago
When, I first heard his cry,
This tiny boy with golden hair
And large blue twinkling eyes.

Just forty short years ago,
'Twas a pleasure to hear his cry
And the child grew to become such a man,
Only to die!
Only to die!

The grave now covered with leaves
And flowers strewn about.
The headstone black that holds his name
Forever I shall feel without.

He was the most wonderful son
And so filled my heart with joy.
Oh, how I miss the man, my son,
The child, my baby boy.


George-Gary-Dad-Ken

Since You've Gone

I never feel the sun.
I never feel the rain.
All I feel is pain
Since you've gone.
My son I miss you so,
I never thought you'd go
Before me.
The precious years
you spent with me
I'll cherish for all eternity.

You are so loved.
You are so missed.



George and Alex


Black Jeans

He always wore his black jeans,
With a hole tore in the knee,
They seemed to be his favorite pair
His friends would all agree.

Although new jeans he owned,
From gifts we gave to him,
It seemed these were his favorite,
He looked so tall and trim.

"These are my work jeans", he would say
"They are comfy in every way."
Then there they were on him again
When it was not a working day.

I still have those black jeans with me
And touch them every day.
It was the last thing that he wore
Before he went away.




Easter Dinner-His Favorite Place To Be-Our Home

The Grieving Place

The darkness of this night confounds me.
The light of day is what I seek.
For all around the night astounds me.
I feel myself now growing weak.

What is this heavy veil that's dropping,
Over me to shroud me in?
I don't know how this darkness found me.
I feel it from my soul within.

A dark and heavy fog now drapes
Around and over me this day.
I'm caught within, cannot escape.
It is the predator and I'm the prey.

The mourning fog moves my way
And now my wailing does begin.
The memories of happier days,
Stabs my heart and soul within.

There is no passage in my sight.
No door or gate that I might leave.
No windows here to let in light.
This is the place that I must grieve.



Buddies-George-Alex
I'll Cry Tomorrow
 
Today
the sun is shining.
I smell the roses,
but do not
touch the thorns.
I linger by the tall Oak tree,
yet am wary of the ivy
climbing along it's trunk.
Gazing at the deep blue sea
the seagulls seem to speak
to me.
I would reply
if I could
but I just smile,
careful to not
stumble on the rocks.
While droplets fall
from clouds above,
they slide down my face
quenching the dryness
of my sad soul.
The sun reappears
sending warm rays,
regenerating the life
that I had set aside
for sorrow.
I will be happy
if just for today.
I will cry tomorrow.
 
 
 

The Golden Cord

Together at birth
Mother and child
The cord gets severed
And then it is tied.

Separated now
Physically it's true
Emotionally connected
For life to you.

Mother and child
Forever do bind
Heart and soul
Forever entwined.

The thread then turns golden
Connecting forever
Mother and child
It's their last endeavor.

Eternity spent
With Our Savior and Lord
Eternally entwined
On that thin golden cord.




George-Alex-hanging out


A Thin Wall

I only had to look at him to smile.
He wore his feelings on his sleeve
Some things he couldn't hide.,
To laugh ,to smile ,to have some fun,
He always was the one
To bring some humor to my life
My heart he always won.
And when he wasn't feeling well
I wanted to be there.
To let him know I loved him
To let him know I cared.
And if perhaps I was the one
Not feeling well one day,
I'd never have to tell him
My fears he would allay.
Today still he is calming me
And I am calming him,
The wall that comes between us
Is so very thin.
I feel his presence everywhere
And talk with him each day,
So never will I feel alone,
If only he could stay.
We'll meet again one day.
We'll meet again one day.



Mom-Ken-George-Gary

Black Ocean Of Tears

My tears fall non stop.
Great sorrow fills my soul.
Will these tears ever cease?
Will I ever stop missing you?
Since the day that I lost you
Not once has the sorrow paused.
Tears form into a puddle.
A puddle that grows, and grows
Ending in a black ocean of tears.
Full of sorrow,
Full of fears,
And so, do I stay in this dark ocean?
Will I move on in time?
Or will this be my residence for life?
On this black
Ocean of tears.



George-Laura-Ken-Mark


Waiting At The Gate (sonnet)

When I recall the days of fleeting past,
The times of laughter; joy amidst our love,
I should have known that it would never last;
That God was making plans from up above.
The future to me wasn't then so clear.
How could I know that soon there would be void;
That everything I ever held so dear
In one swift second then could be destroyed.
From whence did come this dark and evil scourge
Which banished one that all of us loved so?
If only I had known; if I could purge
with all my might the cruel insidious foe.
But it was not for me to plan his fate,
For God was waiting for him at the gate.



Dad Carves-George Tests Turkey Day



I Recall His Love

When I recall the sweet sound of his voice
And how he wrinkled up when he would smile,
I feel a deep and sorrowful despair
And stop to linger on these thoughts awhile.
Then tears begin to spill as I reminisce
How he would walk into the house with joy,
And kiss me on the cheek to say hello
As he had done since he was just a boy.
And so I feel a tugging at my heart,
That tells me he is gone forevermore.
My sorrow pulls me down into this pit
Of hell where I have never been before.
Yet, I feel His loving arms encompass me,
And I know my son's with Him eternally





Patriots



Thy Will Be Done

I always end in prayer "Thy will be done"
With praying, this I do so fearfully.
For I know changes made are soon to come.
The choices made with which I won't agree.
But who am I to question Gods' desire,
Does our entire life He not inspire?
And should He see the changes for the good,
Then who are we to say they not be so?
For God in all His wisdom and His grace,
Knows how to change our life from this fast pace
And slow us down so that we understand,
That all the universe is in Gods' hand.
So now I say again so fervently,
Thy will be done Lord,
I pray on bended knee.




Vacation in Michigan



The Night Was Long

It was night when I did know
That time was passing by so slow
And neither did it go from me,
It seemed like years,
So many, many tears.
Will morning come at all?
It seems to me that grieving so
Does make the nightime go so slow
And will this grieving ever end,
Will morning ever come again?
And if a night is like a year
And I do shed so many tears,
Will morning then bring peace to me
Or will this night just stay with me?



Just Waking Up


When ?

A breeze a flutter a sound,
I quickly turn around.
A mystical presence I feel,
Could this be real?

My shoulder feels a brush,
My arm a gentle tug,
Could it be you?
I pray that it's true.

And then the words form
In my mind so clear.
"Mom I love you so
Don't shed another tear"

It's you my son,
I clearly know
And tell you that
I love you so.
I'll wait until you come again
When?


Buddies-Mark-George-Ken-Gary

He Forever Holds Me

If sorrow sets upon my shoulder
And down lifes path does follow me,
I fear not as days grow colder,
For God our Lord will set me free.

If clouds and storms do come upon me,
Then I tremble not, for not it stays.
God our Lord will never leave me,
He stays with me throughout my days.

And when strong winds upon me sway,
I know that He will help me bear.
I weaken not, it does not stay,
As I am always in His care.

Then when the bright sun shines through,
I soak in the warmth that God has sent
And know that He forever holds me,
Close to Him.


Mom-Joanna-George-Ken-Gary



Just Today

It's been a year since I have seen
The sweet smile of my son.
It's been too long since I have felt
The bright rays of the sun.
But just today, I felt the love
Of Jesus, God's own son.

It's been a year since you have seen
A smile upon my face..
It's been too long since I have felt
My loving sons embrace.
But just today I felt the love
Of Gods eternal grace.

It's been a year since my eyes
Have not shed a tear.
It's been too long since I have felt
Your love, It's been a year.
But just today my Lord above
He wiped away each tear.



Dad-Mom_George

Nothing To Lose

The joy of the dance has gone out of my soul,
The beat of the drum disappeared.
The sweet harmony that my heart always heard,
Has turned old and now wears a beard.

For sorrow has set deep inside of my being
And nothing appears as it should.
When sadness took over the life I had known,
I tried to go on best I could.

The music has left the sweet smile on my face,
The look of depression set in.
Then what will it take for this sorrow to leave
And again on my face wear a grin?

Nothing can bring back the joy that I had,
Or the love that once I had known.
Never again will my life be the same,
My sadness is now etched in stone.

Faith in my God I never shall lose,
I still grieve my son, always will.
Though I do love you, my Savior and Lord,
My happiness now has been stilled.

So I'll fill my soul with all of Your love
Till there's no more room for the pain.
I'll trust You Lord to see me through,
I have nothing to lose, all to gain.




Cowboys-Gary-George-Ken

Searching For The Light

Lonely down the road of sorrow;
Unsure of the route to take.
Desperate for peace and comfort
Through the night I lie awake.

Dark and fearful is my journey
Through the nightmares that unfold,
Long and narrow is the path now
And so heavy is my load.

Suddenly a clear light shining.
A beacon on my frightful way,
Could this really be salvation?
Will my fear be held at bay?

No more blinded by my sorrow
I no longer stand alone,
Hands clasped tight in recognition
Of the Light that I’ve been shown.

Now I travel on my journey
Faith to guide me as I go,
Cradled in a new contentment
Bathed within its afterglow.

My heart, now full of hope and reaching
To the son that slipped away
Whispering how much I miss him
And how we’ll meet again one day.




Santa George

Sorrowful Tears (villanelle)

Sorrowful tears of heaven slowly fall on me.
Sadness fills my heart and soul this day.
He is no longer here and nevermore shall be.

Why did this happen, how did this come to be?
Now with a heavy heart I kneel to pray.
Sorrowful tears of heaven slowly fall on me.

There was a time when my heart felt so free.
But that was another time, another day.
He is no longer here and nevermore shall be.

My mind goes back in time, in memory.
Of happy days when we would laugh and play.
Sorrowful tears of heaven slowly fall on me.

But God had other plans for his destiny.
He called my son back home to Him that day.
He is no longer here and nevermore shall be.

I know one day we'll meet again in eternity.
But until then my grief and sorrow stay.
Sorrowful tears of heaven slowly fall on me.
He is no longer here and nevermore shall be.




My New Train


Tattered and Torn

My body is so weary, and so too my soul.
We've traveled together, and we've tried to console
Each other from sorrow, and our sadness so real.
I never imagined, just how bad this could feel.
I am so tattered and torn, and my heart is too.
I am searching for strength, as I try to renew.
I do pray every day, and my Lord answers me,
But if the truth be known, I'm human as can be.
So pain I do feel and to sadness I am prone.
I wish I had not traveled this road all alone.
Friends I have many, loving and kind they are too.
But they don't understand, they don't know what to do.
OH! How dark it can be, and how hard to climb out,
Of this deep dark hole when I am so full of doubt.
I'm tired of living, weary of my existence.
I'm so tired of acting. I've gone the whole distance.
I have played the part and I've tried to do my best.
It seems to me now, I'm just not up to the test.
Do you know who I am, Will you just look at me?
Do you remember now, Or perhaps you can't see?
No, you never do, it is I who must be strong.
I cannot go on and the day is just too long.



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