In memory of Kathleen Christine Walker, wife of 1, mother of 4, grandmother of 7 and sister of my mother
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When I first arrived, you held me in your arms
It was the only place I wanted to be
Soon I was heavy and wouldn’t sit still
I wanted to get down and explore
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Reluctantly, you had to let me go
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Then I was able to walk, but you made me hold your hand
When all I really wanted was to run up ahead
After some years, you just tried to keep me in sight
But I was more interested in discovering new things
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Reluctantly, you had to let me go
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Soon, I was almost as tall as you, and you tried to talk to me
But I started having a hard time hearing you
When I took my first steps into adulthood, you tried not to be afraid
But I was too excited to notice
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Reluctantly, you had to let me go
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Then the years passed, and the miles came between us
And I found myself yearning for the days of just being your child
Then the day came, when I held on to your hand and watched you breathe your last
And in that moment, in your arms was the only place I wanted to be
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Reluctantly, I have to let you go
Bryan,
That is absolutely beautiful!! I can fully relate to one of my great aunts. Thank you!
Debby
Debra Woodard, RN, BSN, CHPN, CLNC
SOMC Hospice Compliance Coordinator
740.356.2613
WoodardD@somc.org
Great Tribute! Will be praying for your family.
Beautiful!