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Reach up to the heavens with arms open wide
Take hold of its beauty, breathe it inside
Take in its majesty, memorize its grand views
Engulf its bright lights and magnificent hues
Look above the aged trees that touch the sky
And listen to the whispers of the mourning cry
Listen through the whirring breezes and you can hear the names
Sobbing with great heartache, crying out with such pains
Names of all loved ones with silent prayers unsaid
Echoing with profoundness inside my head
And now the sun burns in my ears your sweet voice
Saying don't thirst for what once was, this is the Lord's choice
Now I know there's beauty below, but up here there's no compare
There's no pain, no heartache, there's no despair
You can lay your head upon the angel's knee
And know no pain, just filled with such glee
I know you miss me, I miss you too
But I'm sending an angel to watch over you
The angel will let you know I'm always near
To ease your heartache and wipe your tears
And the next time you reach up to the heavens above
You'll feel the kiss of all my love
So please don't let the grief consume your soul
And remember through God, you too can be whole
And when you think you can no longer stand
I'm up here in heaven with God, waiting to take hold of your hand
So listen beyond the whispers of the mourning and you'll see
I'm with the Lord our God
I'm finally free.
Copyright © 2002 by Michele. All rights reserved.
These lonely tears fall from my eyes,
Everyday since you have been gone.
Why oh Why, did you have to die?
It just seems so very wrong.
I know the Lord sent you to me.
You have changed my life for the good.
I just miss you so much you see.
Like you knew I would.
I miss your loving touch,
The talks we had,
I miss your smile and the hugs so much.
I am so very sad.
I imagine the terrible pain you must have had,
The day the truck hit our car.
The accident, it was bad.
It took you away so far.
Our love was strong for each other,
The best relationship that could ever be.
There will never be another,
You were the man for me.
It will be no more,
Just memories in my heart,
It will be no more,
Now that we are apart.
These lonely tears fall from my eyes,
Every day since you have been gone.
Why oh Why, did you have to die?
It just seems so very wrong.
Copyright © 2003 Sherry Harvey. All rights reserved.
Although we were only friends,
I never understood,
why my conscience always told me,
to hug you one more time.
Every time I left your side,
I was told to tell you I'd miss you,
and I'd always be here for you,
I thought you'd be here for me, too.
When I got the news that you were gone,
I completely went numb,
How could I have lost you,
You were always the one…
The one I could turn to,
when times got a little tough,
I could always hug you,
when talking just wasn't enough.
You hated good-byes,
you always had,
so I won't say good-bye,
through these eyes so sad.
Instead I'll say see ya soon,
because death can't break our bond,
Our friendship and love can take this,
we have got to be strong…
Copyright © 2002 by Anonymous. All rights reserved.
Am I lost, God?
How sad for me if it is true.
I feel so empty at times.
The pain of separation is too much.
My heart aches for the sight of her face,
just once more.
I wonder if I have become
Too much a part of that other time
And less a part of this world.
I know You are watching me struggle
Reaching out to send messengers of comfort
When my strength fails and I cry.
Yet, there is something
intangibly familiar about this feeling
I can’t quiet describe.
Perhaps of some half-forgotten times
When angels held me softly
Stroking my hair.
Then for a just a moment,
the pain and empty ache
Have fallen away from my heart.
So, Father, even in my grief, I’ve known
That You are walking with me
And I am never lost for long.
Copyright © 2002 Brenda Penepent. All rights reserved.
Falling leaves have beckoned the sky,
Heeding a whim—a splash of wonder.
Out of season, some would say,
For Her to unleash this gentle shudder.
Brilliant and tawny, a palette for Gods,
Oh, but to frolic among the treetops!
The six-sided dance of a splendid angel
And I, a guest, smile down-under.
No time shall pass during my watch—
Glitters of gold, the transition to white.
Old men find vigor, love donned anew.
Old women court grace, young in respite.
Open wide to delight in this fare—
Soft patter, cool tickles. Hurray!
Laughing and gulping, who can deny
This lovely snow on an autumn day.
About the author: Visit Brett’s web site at www.homebiztools.com
Copyright © 2000 by Brett Krkosska. All rights reserved.
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