Dying Poem

When a loved one passes away, all that is left are memories of what was.

Deepest Love

© Noelle S. LeBlanc
Ever since the day I saw you,
when I first opened my eyes.
I knew that you would love me,
through all the friends and the guys.
I may have said I hated you,
and never wanted to see you again.
But I really didn't mean it,
you were my best friend.
When I moved I did miss you,
but said you'd always be there.
It didn't occur that life was short,
and to cherish you like my teddy bear.
Now that you are gone,
I learned what I never could.
To make the most of my life,
and try hard to do some good.
I wish you were still here,
right next to me everyday.
But now it's too late to hope for that,
I now know that I loved you in every way.

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Published: Feb 2006

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  • My grandpa died from cancer about 2 years ago. He was the closest family member I knew. He loved me so much. But one day my grandma called and told us he was in the hospital dying. The last thing I said to him before he died was I Love You. I will remember him forever.

    saxplayer1020 Submitted Nov 2009
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  • I have lost my boyfriend on January 27, 2010. His name was Max, he had a tumor in his head. When the doctors discovered the tumor, it was to late to get it out or at least that's what his mom told me. I really wanted him here alive with me and guess what he was only 13 years old. Thanks for listening to my story.

    Britt14 Submitted Dec 2011
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