Grief Poems

As my life begins to ebb away
I feel so all alone
No one can walk this path for me
I must make it on my own
Although I can share the journey
it’s through my eyes you see
the wonder that surrounds me now
my spirituality

I wish that I could show you
all the things I see revealed
But until our time to leave this earth
Some things are kept concealed

I am being shown the way
from this life to the next
there’s so much to take in all at once
for you, you’d be perplexed.

For you dwell within the physical
it’s where you comprehend
While I float between two worlds
of which there is no end.

I understand so well your fear
I wish that you could see
that what I see beyond this life…
is life eternally.

As my time to leave grows nearer
I will try to let you know
each step I’m on along this path
before I have to go.

I’m not afraid, as you can see
I’ve traveled down the path
of what they call my “dying time”
and seen the aftermath.

I think our “dying time”
is our time to prepare
ourselves and those around us
for the end that is so near.

It’s a time of readjustments
a time of letting go
somehow life has prepared us
somehow these things we know.

My mind now seems to be
more concentrated “there”
No longer do I long for life
as I knew it here.

I’m ready now to say good-bye
and I know how you will grieve
but please have faith…we’ll meet again
this you must believe.

I shared my journey with you
I’m so glad that you were here
And as we’ve been our whole life through…
please trust that I’ll be near.

When that day or night comes to you
I will help you comprehend
remember you won’t be alone
I will be there till the end.

H ope and healing for a brighter tomorrow
O vercoming pain and conquering sorrow
P raying to our Father for comfort and peace
E ducating one another, that our fears might cease

A ssurance that you will never walk alone
N eeds being met, as close as the phone
D eveloping an alliance for battles to come

H umbly giving our best to honor the Son
E mbracing the precious gift of each day anew
A ppreciating blessings we were once blind to
L iving for the moment, loving all we can
I magining our role in God's perfect plan
N ever underestimating the power of the soul
G iving it to God, for He is in control

Copyright © 2001 Sherry Nixon. All rights reserved.

I think back to that dreaded night
I wonder how could
You make such a deadly mistake.
Do you know what you stole
From our Family?
A Child that had not reached
His full potential.
You stole a child
That was Loved by All.
You broke the Hearts
Of all who knew him.
You took an innocent Child
And stole him from
His parents, sisters, aunts, uncles,
Cousins, grandparents, great grandparents,
Great aunts and uncles, and friends.
You took an innocent Child
Away from his mama.
You took a father’s son.
You took a sister’s brother.
You took a grandparent’s grandchild.
You took an Aunt and Uncle’s nephew.
You took a cousin’s cousin.
You took a friend’s friend.
Do you live with this everyday?
Do you think about the pain
You have created?
When you are awake
Do you think about what you
Took from Us?
As you lay asleep
Do you dream
About the Tragic Death
Of My Beloved Son?

I wrote this poem after my mother, Shirley Jose, passed away on March 28, 2002. She suffered from congestive heart failure and chronic obstructive pulmonary disease.

Since most of her living friends, as well as her one remaining brother, were unable to attend a memorial, I decided to write a poem and send it with a picture for them to remember her by.