Grief Poem

Poem For Parent Who Has Lost A Child

I wrote a poem in response to a request from a mother who lost her child. Since then I have decided to share it with any parent out there who has lost a child. May this bring comfort to you

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I can't write how I feel. I lost my youngest son two months ago. I want to join him. He took my heart with him. Please pray for me. I can hardly breathe.

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© Colleen Ranney visit Colleen Ranney's site

Published on January 2012

Sometimes I catch a glimpse,
In softened waves of blue
My child, my heart ...when I see a smile
I can't help but think of you

Sometimes these waves fill oceans.
And feelings string on every shore
A collections of each memory
And every way I wish for more

Sometimes I watch for answers
Because each day I call to you
I ask for faith and courage
And strength help me through

Sometimes I ask for bravery
Like dolphins in the deep
Because time moves oh so slowly
And some times the road is steep

Sometimes I want to scream
This was not what I had planned
Why you ever suffered
A mom can't understand

Sometimes I hear your laughter
And remember you at play
But My Child I always miss you
Not sometimes, but everyday



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  • by Wanda Ratliffe
  • 3 months ago

I can't write how I feel. I lost my youngest son two months ago. I want to join him. He took my heart with him. Please pray for me. I can hardly breathe.

  • by Dee, Kentucky
  • 3 months ago

Sorry for your loss, Ms. Ratliffe. I just wanted to say that your post caught my attention. It truly saddened me, and I felt obligated to stop in to share a few words of encouragement. Your son is still with you in spirit, and living on is something you must do, for he smiles when you smile, laughs when you laugh, cries when you cry. So breathe and be joyful so his spirit may continue on living through you, and please hurt no more. So dry your eyes and rejoice because your youngest son just walked through heaven's door. God has him now, and he's in good hands, so have no fear. If you could hear your son's voice he'd tell you the same and that your time to join him isn't near, so rest your heart, and I hope my kind words reach you. In Jesus name I pray, Amen.

  • by Eileen Beyer
  • 1 year ago

After losing a child your life is never the same; it is different. You will never "get over" losing that child. You will "get through" it and every year is more bearable, but the pain of the loss is never ever totally relieved. If you have lost your only child and you are asked "how many children do you have" it is not wrong to say one. It has been nearly twenty three years since my son Karl passed away and there are still times, especially near his birthday and death day where tears start the month prior to the event. Other times I cry deeply and nothing particular was on my mind. You will learn to recognize which tears are which as the tears from a loss are emotionally deep and very painful.

  • by Sheila Cox
  • 1 year ago

Sorry for all who is going through the loss of a loved one. I lost my 23 year old son on June 2015 to a head on collision with an 18 wheeler. His buddy feel asleep at the wheel on their way home from a music festival. I will never forget the pain I felt when I got the news. I go through the motions of living each day, but life is changed forever. Life has new meaning to me, I can't even put into words how such a loss feels. God bless all who are going through this journey.

  • by Tina Haas, California
  • 1 year ago

I lost my 24 year old son and ex husband on July 14th 2015. They were shot to death in their home in Norwalk, CA. My son's 25th birthday is coming up on October 13th, next week, and it is also 3 months exactly since this horrific tragedy hit my family and nothing is the same. I'm not sure it will ever be. There is not a minute of everyday that goes by that I don't miss my son's contagious smile and infectious personality. He brightened up anyone's day when he entered the room smiling even if he was having a bad day you wouldn't know it. I know he is with us in spirit. He was a mama's boy as his brothers stated to everyone to me he was " my sweet boy".
One quote that really resonated with me:

" when a husband loses a wife he is a widower. When a wife loses a husband she is a widow. When a child loses their parents they are called orphans. When a mother or father loses a son or daughter there are no words that is how horrible a loss that is". There are no words!

  • by Binta Moustapha
  • 8 months ago

True no words, and the guilt never goes away, wishing there was something I had done otherwise.

  • by Bobbi Durbin
  • 1 year ago

I also lost my sweet son in 2011. He was 28. A beautiful man. I miss him everyday, all day. Thanks to those who can put their broken hearts into words of encouragement for those of us who have no words.

  • by Keshia, Baltimore
  • 1 year ago

I lost my first born son just before his 18th birthday. He was taken away from us on Independence Day of 2006. Independence Day has never been the same for our family since this tragic day. For any parent who lost a child, the pain feels so unreal.

  • by Youlanda White
  • 1 year ago

I just had my son's services on May 2, 2015. Christian A Brooks 23 years old. This is my 1st Mother's Day without my baby boy. I'm still sleep walking through the days. My son was so full of life and compassion and his smile could brighten any day. Pray for me as I travel this new world along. Thank you for this poem.

  • by Nan Messer
  • 2 years ago

I have four children. My youngest two are twins !! Boy, Girl, for me and my family it was a great celebration !! They were born, Thanksgiving Day 1990. I was 35, not planning on more kids at that late date. But, I suppose a much Higher power than myself had different plans. I remarried and we moved to Ga. where my husband worked. My first two older sons, really had rather be back in Alabama. SO...long story short...they, after a while moved back there. The twins were toddlers, 3, when I remarried. They were always the easiest, best little ones that I could have ever had hoped for. Cody was born first, 29 minutes later, Candace came. All through their lives, they were just totally the greatest children, anyone would have hoped for. As they got older, even more awesome they became !! They graduated from high school and went on to the Art Institute of Atlanta !! But tragedy struck us on 8/13/2011. Cody had been given a street bike. He had only had it barely 3 weeks. He was on his way to work, he was an Apple Specialist at a Computer Store. His accident happened not far from our house. A police officer came to the door, my daughter answered the door, she told me he wanted to talk to me. My son had wrecked the motorcycle, he was airlifted to Atlanta. He was in grave condition. She and I got to the hospital, 5 doctors took me into a room, told me all about his many injuries, they didn't even think he would live through that afternoon. He did, but on the 15th they did surgery on his femur bone. Early on the 16th, 1:20 am, his heart started to beat irregular, a doctor came out and told me, and that they didn't think he even had another 30 minutes to live !! THEY WOULD NOT LET ME GO BACK WITH HIM !! When the doctor and nurse came back out...I knew ! He was gone. I stayed in shock the first year !! I think sometimes I still believe that he will come home home just like always. But no, reality hits a lot more and stronger than that first year. I, so hate this journey I have been put on !! But there is no choice. It's a journey that I have no decision in. I must make it !!

  • by Trisha Dodge, British Columbia
  • 2 years ago

It's been 25 years since my precious baby Brandon left this earth. Not a day goes by that I do not think of him. I love this poem, thank you for these words as I well up with tears. I miss him so very much he only was with us for a day and 11 hours, but a mother's grief does not know age. The pain I still feel inside is just as great as it was 25 years ago. Your words are comforting for my being. Thank you for sharing. My blessing goes out to all parents who have lost their baby, child, teen, adult son or daughter.

  • by Farzana, Andhra Pradesh India
  • 2 years ago

I lost my son Hyder Hussain 23 years old in an accident on his kinetic Honda. His widow is expecting a baby. He lived a married life for only 5 months. May his soul rest in peace. It is very hard to believe that he has passed away.

  • by Edinburgh
  • 3 years ago

I lost my son Shaun McKeown in a motorcycle accident in April 2012 I think of him every day. The pain in my body will not go away it is a physical pain and this is the first time I have told anyone. I long for him with all my being.

  • by Angela Toniness, Ore
  • 1 year ago

I know the pain. I lost my 24 yr old first born son a year and 8 mos . The pain is overwhelming Missing my boy!

  • by Anastasia Bradshaw
  • 3 years ago

Our son Michael Wayne was 44 years old. On October 29, 2010 he got sick with a flu-like bacterial infection...on November 2, 2010 he entered His Mansion over the Hilltop. They did not know what caused it, found nothing even in testing and they called it a "perfect storm". He lives within our hearts to stay. He left with a smile upon his face and I know He was in the Presence of the day we will see him again...until then, he lives in our golden memory forever...we shall go on singing...this poem reached deep within my spirit...thank you...<3

  • by United States
  • 3 years ago

I lost my baby girl. Her name was Addison I was a little over 5 months pregnant I was 16 and before I knew it I was in the hospital and them forcing me into labor to have my beautiful baby girl. I held her thinking what a beauty it was amazing but she was already gone. It kills me everyday that she is not here with me....

  • by Carol, Taylors Falls
  • 3 years ago

I very recently lost my 20 year old son in a cliff jumping accident on the river we live on..... This poem is helpful as I wander through this maze of emotions and try to deal with losing my wonderful boy.

  • by Cindy S.
  • 3 years ago

This is a truly a beautiful poem!! I lost my 22 year old boy and he also struggled with addiction. I don't think there's any way to truly convey what this pain feels like. It is just something that is completely debilitating, even 2 years later. The pain is excruciating and sometimes I just can't breath. Honestly I'm not sure what would have happened if I didn't have a 10 year old daughter who obviously needs her mom. I keep wondering if it will get easier, but it doesn't even seem possible. Reading these poems, beautiful as they are, makes me realize that there's so many of us going through the same pain. I'm truly sorry for what you are all going through.

  • by Kim J.
  • 11 months ago

I am so sorry to read that. I lost my Beautiful son Derek, who was hit by a car on May 24, 2009. I always say that it it wasn't for my Beautiful daughter and Mother, I would not be on this earth. It truly is hard to breath at times and even harder to live.
You all are in my Prayers and thoughts. At least now I know I am not the only one with these thoughts.

  • by Kim
  • 3 years ago

I too lost my oldest son at age 32 to Hodgkin's Disease which is a blood cancer. He fought hard for 15 months. Had only been married 6 months had a just turned 3 year old daughter a 8 year old step daughter and a 15 year old son. I watched him die slowly for a week and held his hand the night I knew he was going to go. I miss him every day of my life. Two months ago my 15 year old grandson died of a acute asthma attack and this is one thing a mother does not want in common with her daughter.

  • by Pamela Farr
  • 4 years ago

I lost my son at 32 years of age but of course he is still my baby I miss him terribly. I love this poem.

  • by Linda, Dumbarton UK
  • 4 years ago

Thank you so much for the lovely poem. I look at the sky every night to see the brightest star. I say it is my dear son Patrick who I lost very suddenly at the age of 27 years. Patrick was such a happy go lucky boy who struggled with drug addiction, Patrick was in rehab and was clean for 8 months and I thought this was it he looked great said he felt great and was happy .One Sunday on the 31st October 2010 I got a knock on the door with two police they asked to speak to me. Never for one second did I think anything was wrong with Patrick. They told me he had died. It's the worst day of my life I cannot get over it. I miss him more than words can say.

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