Today is Pop-pop’s birthday. He may be gone from us, but he is not gone. He’s waiting for us in Heaven. He’s happy today. He’s whole. And he’s with his Savior that he loved.

Below is a poem that I recently found. It brought a smile to my heart. Maybe your heart will smile too.

I am standing upon the seashore.
A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the
morning breeze and starts
for the blue ocean.
She is an object of beauty and strength.
I stand and watch her until at length she hangs
like a speck of white cloud just where the sea and sky come
to mingle with each other.

Then someone at my side says,
“There, she’s gone!”
Gone where?  Gone from my sight.
That is all.
The ship is just as large in mast and hull and span as she was when she left my side,
and she is just as able to carry her load of living weight to her destined harbor.

The ship’s diminished size is in me, not in her.

And just at the moment when someone at my side says,“There, she is gone!”
there are other eyes watching her coming,
and other voices ready to take up the glad shout:
“Here she comes!”

~by Henry VanDyke