Thanksgiving Mourning

I didn't sleep well at all--I was awake most of the night--
I guess I finally passed out...but something wasn't right...
Dawn's mourning light poured through the window onto my face:
Suddenly I gasped and reached for my spouse, wide awake

Who? What gives? Where am I? I was temporarily confused--
Then I suddenly remembered I was all alone, without you:
Vivid flashes of the Memorial Service overwhelmed me then;
Tears flowed on my pillow as I missed you again, and again

It was a Thanksgiving Mourning time as I wept on my bed--
I remembered your laugh and all of the good times we had--
"Oh love I miss you so much it hurts so deep, so deep..."
I cried until I could cry no more and fell back to sleep

When I woke up again, I felt the peace of God settle my soul:
I whispered "Thank You Jesus" in the quiet room, just thankful.

--bro. tim pickl
Tuesday November 20, 2007 A.D.

--for my Grandma Ellen who lost her husband, John Pickl. 
He passed away on Saturday 11/17/2007
(Thanksgiving was Thursday 11/22/2007)

Return to Tim Pickl's Poetry Page