Poet’s Corner: Donna Jansen
This poem was written by Donna Jansen, Tonganoxie, whose son William G. Jansen Jr., died on Sept. 17, 2006.
What happens to the mother
of the son that goes before?
The oldest of my children
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Who I cherish and adore.
Please God grant me peace
from this sorrow that I feel.
From the pain of loss
that doesn't seem to be real.
I thank you God for my time with him.
For I know he was on loan.
Though his time on earth was short
I feel I'm not alone.
For he is always with me
in my heart and in my mind.
It eases the grief somewhat
to those he left behind.
So when I go to join him
and those that went before him.
My heart will fill with joy
as I climb those steps to heaven.
For who leads the line to welcome me
as I climb my final hill
The man who's well and fit and happy