Friends

Friends
By Michael A Gelb

When we come to a meeting
We are welcomed with a warm greeting

We come together because of a loss and pain
At our meetings, always something to gain

We try to help a friend
With hope and talks right to the end

This is a place you may see tears
We all have those fears

Where here to help our heart and our mind
All the people here are so kind

We talk about our loves, the good and bad
Sometimes we may get very sad

We listen to what someone would say
Someone may cry and that’s okay

One of our own had started a group, BSG
Bereavement Social Group come and see

Life is to live and then we die
It’s those in betweens that can make us cry

Dance on a Cloud

Dance on a cloud
By Michael A Gelb

My wife and I met in the city of New York
With touching of hands a kiss and some talk

After years of marriage and children she died
With no goodbyes I broke down and cried

Our wedding bands are no longer apart
Joined together they hang near my heart

My wife in heaven waits for me
I don’t know how long it will be

For as long as I’m earthly bound
I hope my wife’s spirit is around

Looking at the white clouds up above
I think of my wife who I love

Clouds look like spirits in the sky
Raindrops could be spirits that cry

To continue with romance
To hold her, love her and dance

To dance on a cloud in the sky
It’s now my dream for my wife and I

Christmas Eve

Christmas Eve
By Michael A Gelb

We would hide presents through the year
All around the house every where

That night we said, kids it’s time for bed
Let thoughts of Santa fill your head

I helped wrap gifts with my wife
To put happiness in our kids life

Under the tree went the gifts we had
Some from Santa, some from mom and dad

Christmas eve was such a joy
Putting together a bike or toy

I miss those Christmas eve nights
My wife, little kids and a tree with lights

For me now on December 24
Christmas eve it’s not the same anymore

My Old Boy

My Old Boy
By Michael A Gelb

I’ve written about a little dog that I had
But little Maggie was really bad

I had to return her, she was to much for me
All over the house she would poop and pee

So again it was just my old Bandit and me
His health getting worse even just to see

After I lost my wife
He helped me go on with my life

Then I had to face that tearful day
To put him down was so hard to say

I still look for him in his usual place
The rooms are empty I don’t see his face

More pain and more tears
It hasn’t stopped these past years

He gave me loyalty and love
Now he’s also in heaven above

Message to God

Message to God
By Michael A Gelb

Something I would like to ask
For you this would be a small task

My wife is in heaven with you
That’s something you already knew

Years ago when I met my wife
She’s been the everything in my life

And now that where apart
I wish to say something from my heart

Would you let her know
That we all miss her so

Would you give her all my love
Till you take me up above

Making Wishes

Making Wishes
By Michael A Gelb

I take a penny and toss it in the well
Then make a wish and I can’t tell

If I see a shooting star in the sky
I make a wish for my wife and I

If I have chicken with a wishbone
This would be for two, I live alone

No more candles on a birthday cake
No more wishes can I make

Making wishes that my wife could be
Together again with me

Time in a Bottle

Time in a bottle
By Michael A Gelb

If it were only possible to have bottled the past
To seal it so that time could last

My past had many good years
A family life I had no tears

And now to open that bottle in this part of my life
Instead of tears have more time with my wife