Family Death Poem

Poem About What Happens After Death

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© Zonda Davis

Published: Jun 2008

I'm Sorry Mom

I'm sorry mom, for the things I put you through
I'm sorry mom, for not doing the things you wanted me to do
I'm sorry mom, for leaving you so soon
I'm sorry mom, for that call you got that afternoon
Leaving you was, the last thought on mind
Just like so many, I guess it was just my time

I thought about you, the last minutes of my life
I thought about my son and I even thought about my wife
But momma I can imagine, how this must be for you
Because I see you, when you are alone
When nobody else do

I don't want you to feel so much pain
There's really no one to blame
Tell dad to stop grieving
I see his pain as well

I almost didn't make it in
Ya'll know the life I live
But I had a second chance
And the Lord heard my prayer

My life wasn't taking instance
I had time to repent
I ask the lord to wash my sins
And show me a better way
He opens up new doors for me
And here is where I stay
So tell everyone who doubted me
I made it anyway

I'm sorry mom for leaving you, without saying goodbye
I'm sorry mom for hurting you, I still see you cry
I'm sorry mom, but be happy , I got my wings its true
Something no one ever thought,
So the next time I see you crying, it's my wing that will be holding you

I'm so sorry mom, and I will always, always love you.

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  • by Catherine Conlon, Ireland
  • 9/2/2013

I lost my 20 year old daughter to suicide 2 years ago and I'm still in a state of loss, her anniversary is on the 5th of September and I can feel it coming. I can't seem to catch my breath and when I read these poems it allowed me to release some of the grief I'm holding. I'm lost and cannot find myself. I do not know who I am as a Mother because I could not help my daughter. She couldn't take the grief when her father died to suicide, he took all the good out of her. I am finding it very hard to keep going and this poem helped so much. Thank you.

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  • by Christine
  • Aug 2013

My daughter Yasmein pass away last November in a car accident. My beautiful daughter was only 14 years old. Gone too young. My life is so empty without my beautiful daughter.

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  • by Tonya ,Georgia
  • May 2013

I love this poem...I have a friend I go to church with. We walk 2 to 4 miles every day, and when we would walk we would pray for her 34 year old son to get his heart right with god and to do better in life. Well on Saturday March 23 2013, he was on his way to his mom's house and ended up in a crash that killed him. It had been so hard to see her go through all of this, and when I saw your poem I wrote it down and gave her a copy. She read it and said, this came straight from Brad's mouth; so I am so glad you posted this poem. Thanks

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  • by Demetrius,Las Vegas, Nv
  • Jan 2013

My friend was 14 years old. We hated each other in middle school, but then we became friends. One day after school while we were at home some drunk driver wasn't paying attention to the road and he ran him over his body was separated from his bike. I didn't know what to for years I've sworn revenge and the I gave it up because I wanted my friend to rest in peace. It's just I miss him so much and I'll do anything just to see him again, but I will when it is my time to go then we will never be separated again.

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  • by June Cassell, Middleburg,Fl.
  • Nov 2012

I'm in tears as I write this. I just lost my older son Ralph Oct.27th 2012. He was 44 years old. He was my second son, I lost my first son at birth. I had Ralph two years later. So he was like my first that everyone knew. When I was reading the poem, it was like Ralph was talking to me just what you wrote. I told my Daughter about this poem I read at 1:30 this morning. I told her it hit me so hard I couldn't leave a note to you. That I was so sorry for your lost but I knew what you was going through. God Bless you and be with you always. Thank you so much for writing it.

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  • by Tammy, Atlanta, GA
  • Oct 2012

I am in tears as I write this. It has been less than a month since I lost my son Marty on 9-27-12. He was only 31 years old and my first born and only son. If he were here now this poem would be his exact words to me. Thank you so much for sharing this poem for it has truly helped me today with my grieving.

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  • by Debbie , Pennsylvaina
  • Aug 2012

I lost my son suddenly on 5-6-2012, I did not even know that he was in the hospital and had major surgery for one week till the doctor got my number and told me to come to the hospital it's your son. When I got there he told me that they can't do anymore for my son - he was brain dead, I screamed and cried and said "NO", why wasn't I called earlier so I could have been with him the whole time instead of dying alone. He was a organ donor and they wanted to take his organs right then and there; I screamed "NO ONE IS GOING TO TOUCH MY SON- I JUST FOUND OUT THAT HE'S BRAIN-DEAD". I needed to hold him for one last time and tell him how much I love him and also get the chance to tell our family, his girlfriend, daughter this is the last time to see him. I didn't sleep for three-day's straight, I had so many questions and had to find a way to a proper funeral for him. I got a lot of help from the donor place, funeral home and it was so beautiful. I miss him so much, I have his ashes with me and pictures of him, a candle.

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  • by Maria, San Antonio Tx
  • Jul 2012

OMG this poem touch my boyfriend was murdered a month ago he was really close with his mom and this is something he would be telling her. I miss him so much.

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  • by Nerissa Torres
  • Jul 2012

On Friday April 4th 2008, at around 11.45 pm. My son Gino Ricardo Maharaj, was shot, in the heart, and he died from internal, hemorrhaging.
His death at first, destroyed me, causing me to feel guilty. I forgave his murderer or murderers. But I did not forgive myself,
When I conceived him, I was told to abort him. I didn't, when he was 7 months in my womb, he almost died. He was born at 7 months. I saw my kid grow up. But he still was taken away.
He never said goodbye, I was not there when he died. I live in a different country. And I was completely in a shocked state for 60 days.
Your poem touched me. I love you for the peace of mind I have felt after reading it.
My son was my best friend. I love him dearly. I love him more than words can say. Thank you so much.

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  • by Zonda, NC
  • Mar 2012

First I like to thank everyone for the compliments of my poem I'm Sorry Mom. I wrote this poem because my kids father/husband was killed 11/05/06. One year after his death I planned a memorial service to celebrate his life. I make books and I decide to make one about him. I had all of our family and friends to write something they would say to him so I could put it in the book. I knew his mom was grieving too hard for me to ask her, so I decided to write a poem to her from him. That night of writing this poem I prayed and talked to Jake (my husband) asking him to come to me and give me the words he will want me to say to his mom. I needed her to know this poem was from him. I begin crying and felt a shiver came over me and it was like a voice said to me, "I'm Sorry Mom" and from there I begin to write every word you all just read. I know he came to me because these are the exact words he would of have said. I am very happy that my poem was able to speak to you all through your deceased.

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  • by Nengo.Lira District,Kampala.Uganda
  • Feb 2012

We talked until about mid night of the 12/11/2011, she told me she was a bit cold, I suggested we go to the hospital, she told me we could go the next day. she left me on bed when morning came about 13/11/2011, while outside, chatted with the neighbors in her usual style. Back in the house, she asked the house girl for a cup of tea but did not touch the cup-she fell and died. Our nine years of marriage ended that simple. my first born (Catchpole acar-7 years) and second born (Ocen sizemore 2 years) is all am left with I can't stop crying. She was all I had having lost most of my close relatives to Kony's insurgency. I would and can still do any thing to have her back if it were possible. I will be haunted for ever with the thought that I didn't get a chance to fight for JOAN'S life.

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  • by Bobby Q, Az
  • Nov 2011

Our first born was killed in an accident at age 45, today is his birthday. A drunk driver hit him and he died instantly. He lived in TX and we live in AZ. Luckily he had spoken to his mom the day before about four times. He will be sorely missed, he had four kids and a brother and three sisters.

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  • by Bernadette, Germantown
  • Jun 2011

My only son was murdered in Sept 2005, 8 weeks after his only child was born. He and I were not only mother/son but we were friends and he was my protector. This poem sounded so much like him. And I pray daily that he made peace with God before that last breath. Having to bury him was the hardest thing I have ever had to do and I grieve daily for him, for myself and for his daughter who only has pictures of them together to remember him by. Thank you for this poem

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  • by Megan, Baltimore
  • Feb 2011

I love this poem so much cause sometimes I feel the same way I don't do the things my mom tells me and sometimes I say I hate you mom but deep down inside I don't cause I love my mom soo much

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  • by Dee Dee, Tulsa
  • Dec 2010

We lost my brother a month and a half ago. He was only 37 and he was the only boy. Everyone handles it differently but my mom I know a part of her heart died with him. When I read this poem it was like I could hear my brother talking to our mom I gave her a copy of it with his picture for Christmas. She cried and said it was perfect.

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  • by Terri, Hampton
  • Dec 2010

My son, 26 years old was killed with his bestfriend November 26, 2010. Initially, he was to come home for Thanksgiving, but he and his two roommates wanted to cook there own dinner for Thanksgiving. I remembered thinking my child is really growing up and moving own with his life.

This has been so hard for me.

I was looking for a poem for his program and I felt that he was speaking to me.

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My son, 38 years old was killed in a automobile accident on the 17th of October this year. I hadn't seen him in 6 years but he had gone to his 20 yr. class reunion and stopped in to visit me on his way back home. That following Friday morning on his way to work he was hit head on by a vehicle coming at him the wrong way.
Having to bury a child is the hardest thing I have every done. He leaves 3 sons and a wife. My youngest son sent me this poem and said this is what Shawn would have said to me.

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