Death Moving On Poem

With You After Death Poem

Life is short, so make it worthwhile. Don't spend time grieving, just spend it with a smile. Many deaths have occurred, but the important thing to remember is that your loved one will always be with you, no matter what.

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In 1974, my husband of 6 1/2 years and father of our two sons, aged 22 months and 4 years, committed suicide. He placed a 38 pistol in his mouth and pulled the trigger. Our sons were...

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Everything Happens For A Reason

Published by Family Friend Poems April 2014 with permission of the Author.

Words left unwritten
A box with a lock unfound
If only you were here, safe and sound

Why did you have to go
You left me in a wreck
My heart cannot be sewn
Sadly you can't be brought home
Not even with the latest tech.

I was there with you
When you laid your head to rest
Through the good and the bad
Through the better and the best

I watched as the angels took your life
You flew up into heaven
You flew up to the sky

Even though you left
I felt you were still here
Like you were in my spirit
Like you never went

I know you watch over me
And though I may cry
I am happy you are without pain
I don't ask questions not even "why?"

Everything happens for a reason, right
Or so that's what they say
But is it really true
Or is that just for my dismay

You're in God's hands now
Safe and sound
Don't shed a tear
Don't make a sound

You will never be forgotten
You have touched so many lives
Not just theirs
But especially mine

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by Madeline Detlefs
7 years ago

In 1974, my husband of 6 1/2 years and father of our two sons, aged 22 months and 4 years, committed suicide. He placed a 38 pistol in his mouth and pulled the trigger. Our sons were devastated and forever scarred emotionally. I have never really gotten over the horror of that night -- even with psychological help -- I can suddenly relive the terror of his threats to me and himself. He hit me, shoved me, tried to strangle me, then pulled out his Smith & Wesson 38 and said, "If I can't have you no one can! You are mine!" (We had been talking divorce after years of abuse at his hands.) I took off running and screaming to my neighbors to call police, yelling he has a gun! Before the police could arrive, my husband chose suicide. He lived 36 agonizing -- for everyone -- hours before dying. My sons are 46 & 43. This suicide still affects them in surprising spurts. I sympathize and fully understand their continuing angst.