The Assumption - a Poem

He knew that through the long and bitter years
One heart was there beside Him to the end;
No matter what, her arms were there to lend
Surcease from all the sadness…all the tears.
Even to the cross and Calvary, He, the Son,

Had found her ever near Him. It was she

Who held his broken body tenderly,--

Holding Him close…even after life was done.

Never did He forget. One glorious hour

The Virgin Mother went to Him again;

Lifted from all the sorrow and the pain

To be the Queen of Heaven! Heaven’s flower!

Exalted above the angels! Nothing shall sever

The Two Who shared life’s bitterness awhile;

She shines with eternal beauty, and her smile

Wraps Him in wondrous tenderness…forever.

~ Author Unknown