Richard Harms's Blog
My Mom and Her Dad
My mom was always very close to her dad, and I even touched on that a bit in her obituary: “she was raised on a farm NW of Algona, and enjoyed hunting and fishing with her dad and was very much daddy's “little girl.”” He passed away in November 1983. When going through various things at the farm, I found a picture of the two of them along with a poem that she'd cut out and put with it. It seems fitting to share this on Father's Day.

I’m Free
Don’t grieve for me, for now I’m free
I’m following the path God has laid you see,
I took His hand when I heard Him call
I turned my back and left it all.
I could not stay another day
To laugh, to love, to work or play.
Tasks left undone must stay that way
I found that peace at the close of day.
If my parting has left a void
Then fill it with remembered joys,
A friendship shared, a laugh, a kiss,
Oh yes, these things I too will miss...
Be not burdened with times of sorrow
I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow,
My life’s been full, I savored much,
Good friends, good times, a loved one’s touch.
Perhaps my time seemed all too brief
Don’t lengthen it now with undue grief,
Left up your hearts and peace to thee -
God wanted me now; He set me free...
Author: Shannon Lee Moseley