No. 60

A Letter From Heaven

I'm writing this from Heaven
Where I dwell with God above
Where there's no more
tears or sadness
There's just eternal love.

When you are walking down the street
And you've got me on your mind
I'm walking in your footsteps
Only half a step behind.

And when you feel that gentle breeze
Or the wind upon your face
That's me giving you a great big hug
Or just a soft embrace.

And when it's time for you to go
From that body to be free
Remember you're not going
You are coming here to me.

No. 2

We lost a mother with a heart of gold,
How much we miss her can never be told,
She shared our troubles and helped us along,
If we follow her footsteps we will never
go wrong.

We miss you from your fireside chair,
Your loving smile and gentle air,
Your vacant place no one can fill,
We miss you mother and always will.

She was a mother so very rare,
Content in her home and always there,
On earth she toiled, in Heaven she rests,
God bless you mother you were one of the best.

Each time we look at your picture,
You seem to smile and say,
Don't be sad but courage take,
And love each other for my sake.

O Sweet Jesus, for the sake of Thy Bitter Passion and the sorrows of Thy Immaculate Mother have mercy on her soul, and let the light of Thy countenance shine upon her.

No. 3

Lonely is the home without you,
Life to us is not the same,
All the world would be like heaven,
If we could have you back again.

What he suffered he told but few,
He did not deserve what
he went through.
Tired and weary he made no fuss,
But tried so hard to stay with us.

Two tired eyes are sleeping,
Two willing hands are still,
The one who worked so hard for us,
Is resting at God's will.

Our lips cannot speak how we loved him,
Our hearts cannot tell what to say,
But God only knows how we miss him,
In our home that is lonely today.

Pray for us, O dearest father,
To Jesus Christ our King;
That He may bless our lonely home
Where thou once dwelt therein.
And pray that God may give us strength,
To bear our heavy cross,
For no one knows but only He,
The treasure we have lost.

No. 4

The Memorare

Remember O Most gracious Virgin Mary, that never was it known that anyone that fled to Thy Protection, implored Thy help, or sought Thy intercession, was left unaided. Inspired with this confidence I fly unto Thee, O Virgin of Virgins my Mother; to Thee I come; before Thee I stand; sinful and sorrowful O Mother of the Word incarnate despise not my petitions, but in Thy clemency hear and answer me. Amen.

Prayer for the Souls
in Purgatory

O God, the Creator and Redeemer of all the faithful grant to the souls of Thy servants departed, the full remission of their sins, that through pious supplications they may obtain the pardon which they have always desired. Who livest and reignest world without end. Amen.

No. 7


Death is nothing at all - I have only slipped away into the next room. Whatever we were to each, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be the household word that it always was; Let it be spoken without effort. Life means all that it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is absolutely unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight? I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before - only better, infinitely happier and forever - we will all be one together with Christ.

No. 8

A bouquet of beautiful memories,
Sprayed with a million tears,
Wishing God could have spared you,
If just for a few more years.

It does not take a special day,
For me to think of you,
Each Mass I hear, each prayer I say,
Is offered up for you.

We cannot bring the old days back,
When we were all together,
The family chain is broken now,
But memories live forever.

May she rest in peace, dear Jesus,
In Thy heavenly home above,
With the Sacred Heart of Jesus,
In His own eternal love.

Along the road to yesterday,
That leads me straight to you,
Are memories of happy days,
Together we once knew.

A silent grief that's in our heart's,
No human eye can trace,
For many a broken heart is hid,
Beneath a smiling face.

No. 9

A light is from our household gone,
A voice we loved is stilled,
A place is vacant in our home,
That never can be filled.

Lonely is the home without you,
Life to us is not the same,
All the world would be like heaven,
If we could have you back again.

The happy hours we once enjoyed,
How sweet their memory still,
But death has left a vacant place,
This world can never fill.

How dearly we loved you,
And prayed you might live,
But Jesus just beckoned,
And we had to give.

God gave us strength to bear it,
And courage to fight the blow,
What it has meant to lose you,
God alone will ever know.

May the God of love and mercy,
Care our loved one who is gone,
And bless with consolation,
Those left to carry on.

No. 10


I am home in Heaven dear ones,
Oh! so happy and so bright,
There is perfect joy and beauty,
In this everlasting light.

All the pain and grief is over,
Every restless tossing passed,
I am now at peace forever,
Safely home in Heaven at last.

Did you wonder I so calmly,
Trod the valley of the shade?
Oh! but Jesus' love illumined,
Every dark and fearful glade.

And He came Himself to meet me,
In that way so hard to tread,
And with Jesus' arm to lean on,
Could I have one doubt or dread?

Then you must not grieve so sorely,
For I love you dearly still,
Try to look beyond earth's shadows,
Pray to trust our Father's will.

There is work still waiting for you,
So you must not idly stand;
Do it now while life remaineth,
You shall rest in Jesus' land.

When the work is all completed,
He will gently call you home,
Oh, the rapture of that meeting,
Oh, the joy to see you come.