RICHARD KENDALL MCCURDY

~ KEN ~

March 23, 1965 - March 25, 1990

Foggy Morning Feelings



When the raindrops drip over my window sill

As I gaze at the morning skies,

I see the fog crossing the hills in lingering waves

And it reflects how I feel on these days.

©2007 Lynn McCurdy

~ Your Life ~



There are days when I’m OK,

Days when I don’t speak your name

Out loud, except in my heart,

Days when the skies aren’t dark.



Then, there are days when I remember

How you grinned,

And my heart forgets

To smile again.



Oh Ken, I miss you so,

I love you so.

Please God, let him know

That the skies are still blue

And the bluebirds are too,

And, so am I, without you.

©2006 Lynn McCurdy

Ken’s Heavenly Music



In the heavens

You will hear,

The sound of a trumpet

Oh, so clear!



What a glorious sound

It makes all day,

As he plays

To light the way.



He stands on a mountain so tall

And everyone can hear him

Large and small,

Soothing music from my boy

And giving all so much joy.



If I’m very quiet

I can hear

Echoes of his music

Played while here,

Smiles he gave me as he played

Are so alive within my heart today,

Keep playing, my darling son,

I know you’re near.

©2008 Lynn McCurdy

~ Thank you so very much for this beautiful gift, Carol - Michael's Mom ~

~ Thank you so very much for this beautiful gift, Beth - Hayes Mom ~

~ Thank you so very much for this beautiful gift, Saralyn - Robbie's Mom ~

All photographs are copyrighted by Mac McCurdy,2002-2008.
All poems and writings are copyrighted by Lynn McCurdy, 2002-2008.
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