”We must always remember to play after every storm.”…. ~ Mattie Stepanek
I remembered one of his poem which I am sharing here.
To you Mattie, wherever you are….
I pray that all your wishes and dreams come true.
You may not be here physically anymore.
You left this world in such a tender age!
But your life was filled with so much of love and hope and joy.
You, of all the people in this world,
was in a position to complain about so much.
But you were the most sweetest angel,
A beautiful child, come to teach each of us a beautiful lesson in life.
To only see the beauty and goodness around.
You not only taught, but also lived your life as such.
What wisdom what compassion in the few years you were here.
You will always remain an Angel in my heart! ❤
I Could…If They Would
If they would find a cure when I’m a kid…
I could ride a bike and sail on rollerblades,
and I could go on really long nature hikes.
If they would find a cure when I’m a teenager…
I could earn my license and drive a car,
and I could dance every dance at my senior prom.
If they would find a cure when I’m a young adult…
I could travel around the world and teach peace,
and I could marry and have children of my own.
If they would find a cure when I’m grown old…
I could visit exotic places and appreciate culture,
and I could proudly share pictures of my grandchildren.
If they would find a cure when I’m alive…
I could live each day without pain and machines,
and I could celebrate the biggest thank you of life ever.
If they would find a cure when I’m buried into Heaven…
I could still celebrate with my brothers and sister there,
and I could still be happy knowing that I was part of the effort.
Mattie J.T Stepanek (author)