Blyss in Heaven, the Poems

By Bill Vyers

The day of my daughters funeral, the most horrible day of my life, I began a 65 day, daily visit to the cemetery. It was during these long, sad visits I found myself putting poetry down on paper. I dont remember writing most of the poems proving God had opened my mind and allowed my child to be my guardian angel, my muse. I believe my daughters spirit lead my heart to write what I felt and leading me to accept Gods blessings and the ability to transform my depression into understandable words. Though not Poe, they are heart felt. Again, here are two books in one.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Aug 17, 2009
• ISBN: 9781462826001

Bill Vyers

Bill Vyers is from Texas. Bill is referred to as the “Job of modern times”. God has always been a great part of his life and he depends on God for all his needs. Blyss in Heaven Ministries was born in jail and has now spread to three states. Bill is available to travel and speak of God’s love as shown through the death of his daughter, Blyss, father’s death, failed marriages, terminal cancer, heart condition, diabetes, loss of all worldly things, and false incarceration. The story of Blyss Eterna Vyers shows the character of a man of God.

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Contents

Prologue

Blowing Flowers

Three Simple Colors

Teddy Bear

Flowerless Grave

Blyss’s Death Bed

Signed Daddy, With Love

Pinwheel

March Cemetery

Shared Sunrise

Three Crosses

If You Had Lived

First Day of Spring

Blyss in Heaven

Blyss in Heaven II

Blyss in Heaven III

Blyss in Heaven IV

Writing to You

A Prayer to God

Blyss in Heaven by

Bill Vyers

Epilogue

Prologue

I Will Endure

Ode to A Pencil

Missing You

On A Slab

Blyss Time Two

Oklahoma Beauty

Servant of God

Broken Heart

Baby

Seeing You

Crying Life

Stronger Than Me

Daddy’s Love

Oatmeal

Greiving Father

Urban Flower

With My Eyes Shut

Oh God

Jail Food

Asking Forgiveness

April 30th

Memories Lost

Poot

Abode of Life

Jailhouse Cards

A Child’s Dreams

Epilogue

Prologue

I visited my daughter’s grave daily for over 60 days. At that time, I would read or just talk to her. I know her spirit is in Heaven but I talked anyway. Sometimes I would just look straight ahead and see nothing. I was extremely depressed and didn’t know what was going on. It was during times like these that ideas came into my head and made themselves into poetry of sorts. All these poems in this volume were written in my little white pick-up at the cemetery at the foot of Blyss Eterna Vyers’ grave. They might not be the best in the world but they were for my child and I believe that means more than whether they rhyme or not. I do know they give you an insight in to my depression and the love that I have for my little girl. She meant everything to me and somehow I trust that God let her put these words into my head so I could write them down. Enjoy, but please understand that depression and grief loss is a mental disease and I was fighting this disease by writing down all my thoughts and impressions of things around me. If you have suffered a loss of a child, I am sure this book of poems will help you find a little peace in this life. May God bless you and keep you.

Dedication

I would like to dedicate this book to Glenda Rowland. She is the pianist at the First Baptist Church in Milburn, Oklahoma. She has unselfishly given of herself to further the singing and praises offered to God. She also has given me the confidence to boldly sing my song of praise to anyone willing to listen. Thank you Glenda for all you have done.

Blowing Flowers

SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DAY, THE TEMPERATURE QUITE LOW

I LOOK OUT MY WINDOW AND SEE THE FLOWERS BLOW

SOME UPROOTED AND LODGED AGAINST THE FENCE

LEFT TO DANGLE THERE AND IT MAKES NO SENSE

ONE OF THE SINGLE FLOWERS DRAPED IN A PINK BOW

SUCH A BEAUTIFUL DAY, THE SUN SHINING BRIGHT

WONDERING HOW THE FLOWERS SURVIVED THE NIGHT

SOME ARE REAL AND SOME ARE PLASTIC

STILL AFTER TIME THEY ALL LOOK FANTASTIC

COLORFUL FLOWERS ALL BLOWN TO THE RIGHT

PINK AND YELLOW, SOME BLUE AND SOME RED

FILL MY HEART WITH WONDER THAT SPINS MY HEAD

COLORS SO BRIGHT JUST SWAYING IN THE WIND

WATCHING AND HOPING MY HEART WILL SOON MEND

FEARING LIFE TOMORROW AND FACING THE DREAD

I SIT IN MY CAR AT THE FOOT OF YOUR GRAVE

WATCHING THE FLOWERS AS IF FROM A CAVE

BLOWING FLOWERS ABOVE YOUR BURIED PINK COFFIN

TOUCHES MY SOUL AND MY ANGER IT DOES SOFTEN

FOR YOU ARE GONE WITH THE FATHER’S LOVE I GAVE

MY DAUGHTER IN HEAVEN, I WANT YOU TO KNOW

YOU’RE IN MY HEART WHEREEVER I GO

KNOWING YOU’RE SAFE AND FREE FROM ALL HARM

MY PRAYER FOR YOU IS SLEEP TIGHT AND STAY