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Grief Poems
One day, then another,
Each day marches by.
Some moving slowly,
Others seem to fly.
A cup full of blessings
And a basket of tears,
Measure the passage
Of these long years.
Until you were gone
My eyes could not see
Exactly how much
You meant to me.
About the author: Brenda Penepent, LPN, Executive Director of Healing Heart For Bereaved Parents, Russellville, Arkansas Chapter.
Copyright © 2000 by Brenda Penepent. All rights reserved.
As I light this candle in memory of you I still remember the awful pain of losing you. Though you are gone from my sight, deep in my heart your flame will always burn bright. My eyes are often filled with tears but not as much as they were in those first few days.
When I close my eyes I can still see your smile and hear your laugh as I think of you. As I now stare at the flame of the candle I can see images of you dancing in the light. So as the flame burns brighter so shall my love be even stronger for the rest of my days.
Copyright © William T. Patterson, Jr. 12/2001. All rights reserved.
escaping thru the heart
knowing the time has come
to rid yourself of his material things.
Memories still there
and will be forever;
life goes on as life abounds,
no worry about what future brings
There are places
where lonesome comes
yet, there is and will be forever
his face, his touch, his smell
These will not be lost
today, tomorrow or future time;
they’re yours to keep and remember,
for lonesome shall not always dwell.
About the author: Visit Jackie’s web site at www.senior-tips.com
Copyright © 2000 by Jackie (Micke) Jinks. All rights reserved.
Tears without end
Days without nights
Night without day
Time without forgetting.
Food without taste
Sleep without rest
Sorrow without comfort.
Pain without limit
Emptiness without bottom
Life without.
About the author: Freelance writing and editing, rtawil@wwnet.com
Copyright © 2000 by Susan Tawil. All rights reserved.
You were taken from us so suddenly
This I'll never understand
How I wish to see your face, or touch your little hand
I'll never know the reason why God took you in this way
I can only hope to see you where you are someday
If I could have been there that night,
I'd do all that I could to save you and protect you.
But God had other plans and wanted only you
I know that you are with me, all the time, in fact
But I can't help feeling how desparately I want you back
If you ever want to see me, or reach out in some way
Always remember, Cheryl, I'm just a thought away
Copyright © 2002 Tanya Derochea. All rights reserved.
About the author: Cheryl's memorial website is located at hometown.aol.com/ttan1973/page1.html
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