In Loving Memory of My Mother
Reta Mae Genoe (Weber)
1913 - 1996
‘Tis the weeping blood of Christ that is pressed upon this page
Brought by my departed Mother’s love, just beyond the grave
The weeping light, white lily brought this crimson blood to life
And stained these pages with its blood, to help lessen my strife
Stained here to remind me that the Son died on the Cross
That there was great Atonement , to help me conquer loss
For daily struggle in each life, stress and pain and more
Moves us to be stronger and to walk towards that Shore
Lord knows I’ve walked some wrong paths, swayed from following Him
The rainbows, sun were hidden and my thoughts of God were dim
There were Changes ever straining me, pushing me to grow
What lies ahead is God’s will, and He watches me below
As I turn these red, stained pages, I see the beauty there
And am moved to look to Heaven, then bow my head in Prayer
I knew there was a Reason that I chose the lily white…
She is there blooming in my garden to remind me what is right
I thank the Lord for Mother, who still gives beyond the grave
The rainbow, cardinal, lily, rose, with love to me she gave
And so I pressed the lily white against this Holy page,
Watched her bleed her Message and grow more beautiful with age.
with love
cailin raine
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