Margaret Thompson had a deep love for poetry, finding comfort and inspiration in the rhythm of words and the beauty of language. Over the years, she built a cherished collection of poems that reflected her outlook on life, her resilience, and her tender heart. Some were clipped from newspapers and magazines, while others were handwritten or shared among friends, each one carefully preserved as a piece of her world. For her, poetry was more than just art—it was a way to capture moments of hope, love, and reflection, a quiet reminder of the values and emotions she held dear.
Margaret at 17 years old.
To Those I Love
and
Those Who Love Me.
Author Unknown
When I am gone, release me: let me go.
I have so many things to see and do.
You must not tie yourself to me with tears:
be happy that we had so many years.
I gave you my love – you can only guess
bow much you gave me in happiness.
I thank you for the love you each have shown.
But now, it is time I traveled on alone.
So grieve a while for me, it grieve you must,
then let your grief be comforted by trust.
It’s only for a while that we must part,
So bless the memories with your heart,
I won’t be far away, for life goes on;
so, if you need me, call, and i will come.
Though you can’t see or touch me iil be near,
and if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear
all of my love around you soft and dear,
and then, when you must come this way alone,
Til greet you with a smile and wave,
“WELCOME HOME”
Charles & Margaret Thompson
