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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 3 – Advanced)
Topic: Mother (as in maternal parent) (04/24/08)

TITLE: When You Come
By Melanie Kerr


This is the day that
For all of my life
I have waited
And now it draws near
I wish for another tomorrow
And another
And another

This is the house
I helped furnish
Filled with the things
That you love
Flowers, bright coloured and fragrant
Books, at ease on the shelf
All is ready

But what if..
When you come
There is no place for me?

You loved me.
The words you prayed
I know and cherish
Whispering them softly
Like an incantation.

You fought so hard
To hold on to me
But I slipped from your grasp.
Being knitted together in your womb
As my Father watched
Too many dropped stitches
Too many holes
The threads of my life
The womb abandoned
Long before my absence was revealed

Hoisted up
On my Father’s shoulders
We skipped into a heavenly world
Of rainbows and laughter
No sorrow
No tears.

And I stood on the edge
Of my world
And I watched you in yours
As you dreamed of me in mine

I greeted a hundred thousand sunrises
Celebrating each stroke of the brush
In My Father’s hand
Vibrant colours
Painted the sky with His glory
And as each day ended
I measured the shadows
And counted the stars
And in between
I danced to the music of the wind in the trees
And I sang to the rhythm of the tumbling brooks
Waiting for you to come home

But what if..
When you come
There is no place for me?

Days passed swiftly
Crammed with delight and adventure
Every spring blossomed into summer.
Every summer ripened into autumn.
Every autumn cooled into winter.
And every winter thawed into spring.
And the days of your life
Carefully planned by my Father
Written so lovingly
I read over His shoulder
And I made my own plans
For your days in heaven
When you would walk side by side
With me

But what if..
When you come
There is no place for me?

This is the day
The sound of the trumpet
A ripple of expectation at
The return of a warrior
The homecoming
Of a daughter of the King
My Father’s Son
Sets out to meet you
And carry you home

But what if..?

You and I never met
Never shared the same sunrise
The same sunset
You and I never talked
Never shared the same tears
The same joys

Will we be strangers?
The son you conceived
But never held
The mother I watched
But never embraced

When you come…

I see my Father’s Son
With you by His side
Your hand lost
Held secure in His
Heads close
Sharing confidences

There is no place for me?

A lifted head
A golden smile
A quizzical glance
“Joe Junior?”
A tight embrace
A soft kiss
You’re home

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Verna Cole Mitchell 05/02/08
This masterfully written poem captured my interest and my heart--such well chosen words.
Sara Harricharan 05/02/08
I liked the fourth verse best of all. This was a wonderful read-thanks a bunch for sharing your talent! ^_^
Charla Diehl 05/03/08
Beautiful! For mothers everywhere who have experienced a miscarriage, these words paint a glorious picture of what's to come. Thank you for sharing this gifted piece.
Emily Gibson05/03/08
I too have suffered a miscarriage and I think of that child who would be a 24 year old adult this month and wonder if I will see this precious child some day in heaven. This gives me hope that I will.
Joanne Sher 05/04/08
Oh, tender and lovely and simply masterful. Wow.
Dolores Stohler05/04/08
This could have been written for me. I have no fear of dying because God recently gave me a vision of Heaven in a dream. It was incredibly wonderful and I met the son who died at birth, now grown to manhood. It's hard to describe, but the dream seemed so real that it took me days to get over it and to realize that I'm still here on earth. No, I didn't meet the Lord in my dream but I experienced unspeakable joy and saw things more beautiful than I have ever seen on earth. Skeptics will say "only a dream" but when I read about how Paul was caught up to Heaven, I'm seeing it with him. God bless you for writing this poem.
Wow! As a mere intermediate writer, even I can see why you are rated a master. Fantastic.
Lynda Schultz 05/06/08
Beautiful. What an awesome picture.
Debbie Wistrom05/07/08
All I can say is Wow!
LauraLee Shaw05/07/08
Wowzer. I am blown away.
Anne Linington03/06/09
Thanks Melanie for pointing me to this article. It speaks volumes to those of us who can only wait for eternity to know the babes we lost. Bless your honesty and the deeply-held hope that rings through. This doesn't happen overnight. Anne