When I was a child, I remember my father Jimmy Smith saying:

"When you're dead, you're dead.  That's it!... Don't you think if people could come 

back and tell us differently, they would have by now?" 

  I remember how sad that statement made me feel.   I  just knew  he was wrong! 

 Dad passed away in 1983.  Now he leaves me dimes. 

 .... That life goes beyond "death"  is much more than a belief for me.  It is a knowing. 

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Treasures From Heaven

Mother's Day 2001

Mother's Day 2002

Mother's Day 2005

Noveda Hugs

So Long

The Knowing

Grief

 Treasures From Heaven

Mama leaves me six cents

Daddy Leaves me dimes

Dad Porter leaves me pennies

And pretty butterflies

Hazel leaves me nickels

She told me that she would

These treasures from heaven

Are gifts of love

Most gratefully understood

Sharon Elaine Porter

March 29, 2006

Treasures from your departed loved ones

are all around you.  Tune in!  The more you

understand, the more they'll send to you.

To Madeline Smith with love

From your “little flower” Sharon Porter

Chocolate ice cream packed with love

Back rubs with a purple glove

Blowing kisses in the night

God bless you and hold you tight

Ever in His loving hands

Safely ‘til we meet again

I love you more than words can say

That’s why I come here every day

To comfort and to be with you

There’s nothing I would rather do

Pennies from Heaven??

You send me six cents

Small purple flowers

And wrappers of red

A six week old sports page

From the day that you passed

And pine needles to bonk me

On the head just for laughs

Your sense of good humor

And love still shine through 

When feathers float upward

I know that it’s you  

Two weeks before Christmas

You passed away

And I can't be with you

On this Mother's Day

But, your messages prove

In so many ways

That you are with me

And that you're ok

Thank you mom for eternal love

Thank you Awesome GOD above

For allowing mom to let me know

That life and love forever grow

© Sharon Elaine Porter 2001/2002

Please visit Madeline's page while you're here.

     Mother’s Day 2005

For my "other mother" Hazel

When the last parent has gone

The holidays take on

A different shape and feel

Of happy... sad... surreal

The crushing reality that you are not here

And the Spiritual knowing that you are

The bittersweet sadness of missing your hug

And the joy that you've ascended so far

And so my sweet little hummingbird

As the last parent, you have gone

To drink cola with your husband

In the realm that lies beyond

Never one to say goodbye

“Take it easy” is what you said

I love what you do with the number 9

Girl, you’re anything but dead!

© Sharon Elaine Porter

     May 5, 2005

          So Long

What’s so good about goodbye?

“So long” seems a better phrase

Death is not the final stage

It’s just another phase

From physical to totally free

To be wherever you want to be

Without the limits of a body

Defying space and time

I say “so long” as you die

For it will feel so long to me

Until our glad reunion

That for you will be a blink

We will meet again, my love

This I know for sure

Death is not the final stage

It’s just an open door

You have gone though

As will I, when my time is due

I will say “it’s been so long”

And you’ll say “I never left you”

© Sharon Elaine Porter

     July 3, 2005

For Bart, our beloved Bernese Mountain Dog,

and for all humans and all creatures great and small

now in Spirit who have graced us with their love.