I Couldn’t Help But Cry As I Read This

Dianne Cogar writes amazing poetry. I have been following her writings for some time now. We have recently friended each other on Facebook.

I had seen one of her comments and poems tonight of where she paid special tribute to certain people, and I asked her if she ever got bored or had time if she could do something for me, for my memories of my brother, Al.

I waited for a reply back and went to her Facebook profile. Here is her link; https://www.facebook.com

Here is a peek at who she is;

I will never forget the gift she gave me within the same evening. I told her I was going to share it with you and let you know that she wrote it for me and Al. Here is the poem.

Thank-you so much Dianne.

Dianne Cogar 11:03pm Jul 15
A heart-gift for Terry Shepherd …

Al, My Dear Brother And Faithful Friend
Emotions Drawn From The Heart Of Terry Shepherd
20 Revised by Dianne Cogar 13

One kind and loving brother, and a wonderful true friend–
Someone who cares deeply from the start to no end!
Your smile and your wisdom, it’s uniquely your own–
Still young at heart, though you’re now fully grown.

This life sometimes hurts, and heartache stands in the way–
Though you revive my soul, spreading joy on each day.
And as tears sometimes flow, happiness will befall–
Empowering my emotions with this life I recall

You’re a man with a heart, and your life’s full of wonder–
Though sometimes confused, and you’re sometimes in blunder.
But God has a plan, Al you’re special to me–
You bring to life purpose and He filled you with glee

There’s two loves in your world, both are true to your need–
And they keep you content, yes, they keep your mind freed.
Old vintage cars; such amusement and desire–
And that sweet cocoa-cola that often takes you even higher!
Such small things to ask for, and even smaller gifts to give–
But these humbling pleasures are what that makes heart live.

Al, you’re a treasure, though still a diamond in the rough–
But together we survive, and together we grow tough.
And there’s no other brother that could make me feel this glad,
For all the memories we’ve shared, and even those that go bad

Yes, God has a plan, and he touches my heart,
From the fresh new of dawn, to the eve we must part.
And though worry I do, and the tears sometimes fall,
I know my problems are few– in comparison they’re small.

So let’s just go on with each day, and each in thankful belief–
And I’ll trust with my heart will come peace and relief.
You just smile at me always, with your eyes bright and true–
And never forget Al, that I’ll always love you!flashing star

32 thoughts on “I Couldn’t Help But Cry As I Read This

  1. Terry,

    I want you to know that I cried for you while writing this poem, though this is normal for me as someone with a heart fueled by empathy. As I pondered what you must be going through, I could only imagine you feeling that you face your daily rounds alone on the inside looking out. Everything you endure in your life, both physical and emotionally, will give you the gift of knowledge. Believe that your strength and your understanding is gained by experience. You , like your brother Al, have a purpose much greater than you know. And though we are sometimes blindsided by the pain we feel, it’s the suffering we encounter that becomes a benefiting factor in another persons life at one point or another. Our attributes all come from God, and for a reason. Remember, we are all messengers in this life, and we all have the capability to bare heart-gifts of the heart to one another. Together we can shine a little light on someone less fortunate, through love, hope, understanding, and the care we part… these are the important things that truly sustain life.


    • I knew by the words that you wrote that you were a special person. Now that I read your beautiful comment, I can understand the person you have become in your life. Full of love, compassion, and an understanding of others. God bless you for what you do in life. You are a real server for God and I am glad that we have had a chance to speak a little more than just clicking a like button. I will never forget you Dianne, ever. God bless and many hugs from me


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