The little girl stood, with cone in hand. The ice cream on the ground.
The tears welled up in her eyes, as people stood around.
Tears fell like rain, her heart was breaking, she didn’t know what to do.
Then through the tears, saw Momma kneeling… Saying, “Momma’s here for you.”

Momma said to the ice cream man “Another ice cream please.”
“Stack it high and pack it tight.” “We’ve got things to do and see.”
The little girl melted into her arms The sorrow turned to joy.
When Momma’s near, all is better For Momma’s little girl.

Oh, Momma loves you Brenna Girl, forever and always.
When things get tough, call on Him He will lead you through the maze.
When you get to Heaven, many years from now. You will find me waiting there.
I’ll be by the ice cream stand a waiting Just for you to get there .

The little girl grew to a fine young lady. The time went by so fast.
She learned of things not of this world. The things that will always last.
You could see Momma and the young lady, Walking side by side through life.
When things got tough they called on Him, To help them through the strife.

Oh, Momma loves you Brenna Girl Forever and always.
When things get tough, call on Him He will lead you through the maze.
When you get to Heaven, many years from now. You will find me waiting there.
I’ll be by the ice cream stand a waiting Just for you to get there.

Momma cried when Brenna died. As they lowered her in the ground.
Tears welled up, in her eyes As people stood around.
Tears fell like rain, her heart was breaking. She knew just what to do.
So she looked up high to see the Father And heard “Brenna’s here for you.”

Brenna loves you Momma Dear Forever and always.
When things get tough, call on Me I will lead you through the maze.
When you get to Heaven, many years from now. You will find her waiting here.
She’ll be by the ice cream stand a waiting Just for you to get here

Oh, Momma loves you Brenna Girl Forever and always.
When things get tough, I’ll call on Him to lead me through the maze.
When I get to Heaven, a few years from now. I’ll find you waiting there.
You’ll be kneeling right next to Jesus While waiting for me to get there.

Good night sweet Princess. See you in the morning

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One Comment to “Ice Cream (for Brenna)”

  1. admin says:

    Jennifer Humphrey Aug 15, 2012
    Being a nurse I have seen all types of brain injuries. I read the blog a little after reading your poem. John your poetry speaks volumes. One moment I am smiling and the next there are tears. I know Brenna has seen this from heaven and appreciates it greatly. As well as her mother still of this Earth. The faith in the Lord shows through you and through Mrs. Blaxton-Dowd. Thank you for sharing your writing and their story.

    always,
    Jennifer

    John Stevens
    Some how I missed your beautiful comment Jennifer. You have been in my prayers often the last few months. You are not forgotten young lady. I wrote a piece called “The Canvas” for a young artist friend. It fits you I think too.
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    — Jul 21, 2012
    Heart-breaking but beautifully touching. I can’t imagine the grief. I appreciate my own blessings that much more after reading this.

    John Stevens
    Thanks for reading Rod.
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    — Apr 22, 2012
    Thought I had not the capacity for another private tear. I was wrong.
    For those who love Him, God always turns tragedy into triumph.
    Thank you, John, for the gift of this poem.

    John Stevens
    I never thought I would use a rewrite of the poem in this manner but if it helps Brenna’s mother cope with the loss of her daughter, I am grateful for the gift to help ease the pain of her loss.
    Thank you Frank for your very kind words. You are a man I would enjoy sharing stories over a cup of coffee. Someday we will meet on Jesus Street and have some ice cream.


    Sounds like a plan, John.
    Since the ice cream will probably be free, my treat!
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    Weeping willow Apr 15, 2012
    Such a wonderful poem,yet heart breaking at the same time,Nice write as I feel the pain in between the lines:}

    John Stevens
    My daughter played with Brenna when they were little. Both were adopted so they had a kinship. there. Thanks for the read Ww.
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    Folorunsho Obalugemo Apr 14, 2012
    It’s especially harrowing here on earth for parents to bury their child beloved like Adam and Eve buried Abel, who, if things were right, should have rather interred them instead. The true story of Brenna girl and Momma Dear is particularly laden with heaviness, save for the comforts that Brenna girl is having a binge in heaven with Jesus Christ, drinking ice creams with God’s holy saints. This is a well-told true life tale, dear John.

    John Stevens
    In the end Brenna had no fear, no doubt of her destination and was looking forward to seeing Jesus. I wrote the original “Ice Cream” for my grandson (7) for the time when I pass on. I reversed the 4 verse for Brenna and her mom. Life can be heavy at times but when your burdens are given to God it gets much easier.
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    Louis Brown Apr 9, 2012
    Very touching poem, John.

    John Stevens
    Thanks Louis. I had my wife read it to see if I got the 4th verse right since it was changed from the original. She cried. The original was put to music and performed twice.

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