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                   Bridges


Im bridging the gap between life and death

The space is becoming more narrow

Since he is not here anymore and I can't see or hear

Or touch or smell him near

But I can feel his presence and I see him in my

Mind's eye...

I ask him questions and he answers...I tell him my

Problems and he is always always always

There to listen...

And I seem to find the right answers more so than not.

Just yesterday I realized that I had to reorganize my day

And he was there with sound and helpful advice so that

My day had that perfect flow.......

Thanks, Rob....

Today I did not know when it was best to go to the gym

I got the right answer...and the class was perfect..I am so

Glad that I went......................................Thanks, Rob.

And the best thing of all is when I read Tagline and I expressed

My reaction to Cliff, Rob's co-writer on this campy romp

And Cliff said that 'nobody ever gets it '.....But I 'got' it...

Is it genetics in this case, or...were you there, helping me to

Interpret this hip and interesting screenplay?

I'm thanking you, Rob....

I seem to be making many 'right' decisions lately and things

Seem to be beginning to fall into place..things that I deal with

On a daily deal.....Small things..like what to eat, when to go

Here and there.....How much time to spend where......

Within about an hour after you died, Sandy, the nurse's aide,

Came close to me  and said, " Margo, you now have a beautiful

Angel watching over you and making sure that you are safe and 

Happy.  You are so lucky."

Sandy smiled  the most wonderful smile and then gave me a big

Hug and kiss.....

I felt a very special energy then....

I feel a very special energy now..

Thanks, Rob.

Margo Moss July 14,2003


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