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21. One Year Less
- By Cheryl McDonald
- Published: March 2010
Poem On Grieving Over Loss Of Child

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There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
But one child less.
One less open laugh and little boy giggle,

There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
But one child less.
One less open laugh and little boy giggle,
One less challenging tete-a-tete;
One less artful, winking manipulation,
One less word of comfort, one less grateful hug.
One less chance to embrace a daughter;
One less new life to carry your eyes, your chin, your grin, your name,
No one word for the pain, the longing, the brevity
Of a life meant for living; an old soul meant to grow older than mine;
Would there be any one price too high, any sacrifice too great,
For one more moment, one more breath, one more warm touch;
I grasp desperately and sense the closeness -
the ONE just at the fingertips of my heart and mind,
Only to realize again and again and again,
There is no "One" - you are gone and I am - less.
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22. Until I Hold You Again
- By Annette G. Mahan
- Published: December 2021
Mother Longing To Hold Her Lost Child Again

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I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter.
When you were a baby, I rocked you to sleep
and put you down because there was work to be done,

I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter.
When you were a baby, I rocked you to sleep
and put you down because there was work to be done,
but
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

Then you were a toddler;
you wanted to squirm and run,
so I put you down because you wanted to go have fun;
but
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

You grew and became a little boy,
and the times I could hold you became less and less
but still so dear.
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

You grew to be a young man.
I wanted to hold you near
but you just wanted to run clear.
But
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter;
I had no idea I wasn't going to hold you anymore.

Now I hold you longer, tighter in my heart for all eternity,
wishing and wanting more...until I hold you again.

To Daniel Vincent Mahan Love, Mom
January 7, 1997--January 3, 2019
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23. An Angel's Dad!
- By Daniel Kerr
- Published: March 2013
in Baby Death Poems

I can't begin to express the pain that I am in.
I lost a part of me, and that hurts me deep within.
You said goodbye before we ever got the chance to really say hello.
You were gone in a flash, leaving tears mixed with love and sorrow.

I can't begin to express the pain that I am in.
I lost a part of me, and that hurts me deep within.
You said goodbye before we ever got the chance to really say hello.
You were gone in a flash, leaving tears mixed with love and sorrow.
I don't know if you chose your path or it was chosen for you,
but I'm glad I was on your journey before you got your wings and flew.
You're my angel now watching over us from above,
My inspiration for life and my teacher of the meaning of love.
In 19 days, you taught me more than I even thought I could know.
How could something so small have so much courage to show?
You taught me that I need to stay strong and never give up,
that it doesn't matter if it is half empty or full, just enjoy the cup.
It's funny how someone that was only here for such a little while
can be remembered with every heartbeat, tear, and smile.
The pain I have in my chest does not make me feel sad;
it's just the battle wound I have for being an Angel's Dad!
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24. Baby Boy
- By Angie Milton
- Published: May 2015
Poem Saying Goodbye To Unborn Son

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There are no words to say but, "I love you,"
For I've shed tears to not have heard you coo.

A mother's joy turned to grief in a moment so fast,

There are no words to say but, "I love you,"
For I've shed tears to not have heard you coo.

A mother's joy turned to grief in a moment so fast,
Hard to bear that your heartbeat had passed.

Instead of Heaven sent, you were sent to Heaven to be;
You're another guardian angel to watch over me.

I was blessed enough to hold you so dear.
I will try and fight all emotions of shedding a tear.

Baby boy, baby boy, just know,
You will always be loved; you'll see my tears flow.

I must admit I don't agree of what plan
God had for you and me.

I shall not be angry or fall apart;
Please just know I love you with all my heart.

I'll see you someday in the future not so near,
'Til then, baby boy, I'll love you from here.
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25. This Basket Of Burdens
- By Debbie
- Published: March 2010
Faith That God Is With You In Your Grief

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My Basket of burdens
Is filled with the grief of my loss
It is so heavy to carry
Although this road I must cross.

My Basket of burdens
Is filled with the grief of my loss
It is so heavy to carry
Although this road I must cross.

This pathway through life
Feels unbearable at times
And I don't have the strength
For this mountain I climb.

The Basket's filled with sorrow
Oh, how I miss my love
At first, It's impossible to carry,
Where is my help from above?

It's draining my strength
I can't do anymore
This pain goes so deep
Right down to my core.

As I carry this Basket
I'll learn to manage the weight
Each step of the way
Will become easier they say.

But how do they know,
Have they been here before?
If so, where's their Basket
They're responsible for?

This Basket of burdens
You can't see and can't touch
I carry it inside me
This pain is too much.

Patience is needed to carry
This loss that I feel
A shoulder to lean on
So, someday I will heal.

God sent my family
My friends and spirits unknown
So, I won't carry this Basket
For-ever alone

Someday, I'll lay down my Basket
With burdens' no more
My pain will be gone
When, I cross through that door

Then I'll know reason
For my Basket of Burdens
How God showed me His grace
When I couldn't cope with the season

Love and support that He gave
When His presence felt unknown
He was with me each step
When I felt so alone
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26. How We Survive

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- By Mark Rickerby
- Published: August 2008
Surviving The Unsurvivable: Journey Through Grief Poem

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If we are fortunate,
we are given a warning.

If not,

If we are fortunate,
we are given a warning.

If not,
there is only the sudden horror,
the wrench of being torn apart;
of being reminded
that nothing is permanent,
not even the ones we love,
the ones our lives revolve around.

Life is a fragile affair.
We are all dancing
on the edge of a precipice,
a dizzying cliff so high
we can't see the bottom.

One by one,
we lose those we love most
into the dark ravine.

So we must cherish them
without reservation.
Now.
Today.
This minute.
We will lose them
or they will lose us
someday.
This is certain.
There is no time for bickering.
And their loss
will leave a great pit in our hearts;
a pit we struggle to avoid
during the day
and fall into at night.

Some,
unable to accept this loss,
unable to determine
the worth of life without them,
jump into that black pit
spiritually or physically,
hoping to find them there.

And some survive
the shock,
the denial,
the horror,
the bargaining,
the barren, empty aching,
the unanswered prayers,
the sleepless nights
when their breath is crushed
under the weight of silence
and all that it means.

Somehow, some survive all that and,
like a flower opening after a storm,
they slowly begin to remember
the one they lost
in a different way...

The laughter,
the irrepressible spirit,
the generous heart,
the way their smile made them feel,
the encouragement they gave
even as their own dreams were dying.

And in time, they fill the pit
with other memories
the only memories that really matter.

We will still cry.
We will always cry.
But with loving reflection
more than hopeless longing.

And that is how we survive.
That is how the story should end.
That is how they would want it to be.
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27. Times Gone By
- By Belinda Stotler
- Published: August 2016
In Memory Of Those We Loved

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Graves of those once loved in times gone by,
Quietly lying in rows beneath the Earth's sky;
Such a peaceful place of many deep sorrows,
Where the living walk among solemn rows,

Graves of those once loved in times gone by,
Quietly lying in rows beneath the Earth's sky;
Such a peaceful place of many deep sorrows,
Where the living walk among solemn rows,
Looking for the grave where memories lie,
As they recall the day of the final goodbye.

The dead bring memories of joy and sorrows
For loved ones walking among the silent rows;
Some stand by graves in hushed reflection.
Others speak aloud of heartbreak and affection;
Some visit for just a moment and others for a while,
Then walk away with a tear or memory's fond smile.

Many graves have mementos or lovely flowers,
Some with new sod needing nature's showers,
While others have clearly fallen out of memory,
With only stones showing a brief life's summary,
Until they fade and crumble over the long years,
When no one is left to care or shed grief's tears.

Each grave has a life story once known,
Stories created as life's seeds were sown.
Some stories live on in family histories,
While others wane into unknown mysteries;
All eventually forgotten as time passes by,
When all those memories grow old and die.

Such a peaceful place of many deep sorrows,
Where the living walk among solemn rows,
Looking for the grave where memories lie,
Sadly mourning until their own final goodbye,
When they too will quietly lie beneath the sky,
As their loved ones mourn for times gone by.
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28. Baby Boy Silas
- By Lisa D. Jessie
- Published: June 2018
The Loss Of A Grandchild

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Now we lay you down to sleep.
Our baby boy's soul to keep.
We pray you feel how much you're loved.
So many hearts you've surely touched.

Now we lay you down to sleep.
Our baby boy's soul to keep.
We pray you feel how much you're loved.
So many hearts you've surely touched.

You've had our hearts from day one.
A blessing above to be given a son.
I'd hoped to cradle you and rock you fast asleep,
Holding you so close feeling every single heartbeat.

To hear your first sweet words or watch that first step,
Playing peek-a-boo with you, our hearts would surely melt.
For this is not goodbye; God has promised this to me.
You will always be our baby, and in our hearts you'll always be.

For our sweet baby boy, today you've gained your wings.
As we hand you back to God, we can hear those angels sing.
Heaven will be waiting for you, and until that day you greet us,
Our baby you'll always be; letting go unto the arms of Jesus.
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29. Gifts For A Grieving Heart
- By Belinda Stotler
- Published: May 2016
Poem About Gifts Of Loving Memories

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Your face frozen in blissful eternal sleep now.
As I kiss you goodbye on your cold brow,
A last tearful glance as you're taken away.
There was nothing anyone could do or say.

Your face frozen in blissful eternal sleep now.
As I kiss you goodbye on your cold brow,
A last tearful glance as you're taken away.
There was nothing anyone could do or say.
My pleas and tears won't bring you back to me.
Comforting friends could not help me to see.
No words could explain to my grieving heart,
Why cruel death had to tear my world apart.

Sometimes I'd find treasured mementos you kept
Or reread the cherished cards from you as I wept;
Fond memories return from photos of smiling faces,
Or suddenly come to mind in the strangest places;
Although I sometimes sadly long for all the yesterdays
And sorely miss our chats and your understanding ways,
Your gifts helped me relive the good times we shared,
And reminded me that you loved me and truly cared.

Even though your death is a most painful memory,
The memories in recesses of my mind's treasury
Have helped save me from grief's dark, lonely decree,
That your death meant only painful sorrow for me;
For the loving bonds remain and will never depart,
Ensuring that you are with me as a part of my heart,
To comfort and sustain me until I see you once more,
When I'm called to come join you on an eternal shore.

I wonder if your spirit lingered a while on that fateful day
And witnessed grief's sorrow as your body was taken away.
Did you see me gently kiss you goodbye on your cold brow,
And hear me ask how I was to continue without you now?
Did you hear the sobs and see the tears flowing from me,
Before you answered calls from across a vast eternal sea?
For I'd want you to know, before your spirit had to depart,
That you had left love's precious gifts for a grieving heart.
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30. A Letter To My Unborn Child
- By Kaitlyn
- Published: January 2011
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So quickly you came into our lives,
So quickly torn away.
Never got the chance to meet you.
There's so much I want to say.

So quickly you came into our lives,
So quickly torn away.
Never got the chance to meet you.
There's so much I want to say.

Where there once was joy and happiness,
Now there's sadness, guilt, and pain.
All these thoughts running through my head,
It's enough to drive me insane.

Though you lived only eight short weeks,
You were loved so very much.
I wish that I could hold you.
I long to feel your touch.

On that fateful night,
My world was ripped from under my feet.
I pray that in another life
We get the chance to meet.
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31. Dear God
- By Jo Huggins
- Published: March 2012
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I know I don't pray to you as often as I should,
But I need you to help me, please, if you would.

Will you please give a message to my little angel Luke?

I know I don't pray to you as often as I should,
But I need you to help me, please, if you would.

Will you please give a message to my little angel Luke?
I know this is a big thing I ask of you,
Oh! Tell him the message is from his Daddy too!

My beautiful son, there's so much I need to say,
Things I didn't get to tell you on that cold, sad day.

Son, your Daddy and I love you.
Even though you are not here,
In our hearts we will always hold you dear.

I know we're not supposed to ask God why,
But I ask God constantly why you had to die.

We don't always feel it,
But God has helped your Dad and me.
There's some things he has brought to our attention,
Some things he wanted us to see

I have always heard things happen for a reason,
That it happens in its own due season.

Something good always comes out of something bad,
So here are some reasons to help me from being so sad.

You were taken from us on that cold December day,
But heaven is your home forever to stay.

We will never get to see you walk,
Or as a little man grow,
But sickness or pain you will never know.

Tears I will never get to wipe from your eyes.
When this makes me sad, I will just look to the sky.

I will always wonder what color your eyes would have been.
Then I think, they never saw sin.

Heaven or Hell, you didn't have to choose.
For that reason you did not lose.

I know you're with Jesus.
For this I can grin.
Because you didn't have a choice,
You couldn't help but win.

Son, I do have some memories of you,
Even though they are few,
But these memories are going to help me make it through.

Like you moving inside me
That I am thankful I got to feel.
It's these memories that are going to help me heal.

Luke, I just wanted to tell you that I love you,
And goodbye I will not say,
Because goodbyes are forever, and I will be with you again someday.
So until then, continue to laugh and play.
Your Daddy and I love you and that's all I need to say.

God, there is one more thing you can give my son
That I did not get to give.
God will you please give this to him?
Tell him it's from Mommy,
That it's my special kiss.
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32. A Letter To Brian
- By Carol Cooper
- Published: September 2016
Never Forget Your Child

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Dear Brian,

Can you see me when I cry?
Do you know when I will die?

Dear Brian,

Can you see me when I cry?
Do you know when I will die?
Is it true you are always near?
Is it true you feel no fear?
Can you feel the pain I feel?
Is it true that time will heal?
Do you know that I miss you so much?
Is it true you are no longer here to touch?
Is it true we are still just one?
Will you always be my son?
Will I be with you someday?
Is death the only way?
Will you always live in my heart?
Will our souls never be apart?
Will you promise to rest in peace, my love?
Will you always be my angel up above?

Written from my heart with unconditional love,
Mom
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33. Light A Candle

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- By J
- Published: July 2008
in In Memory Poems

Light a candle,
see it glow,
watch it dance
when you feel low.

Light a candle,
see it glow,
watch it dance
when you feel low.
Think of me,
think of light,
I'll always be here,
day or night.
A candle flickers
out of sight,
but in your heart
I still burn bright.
Think not of sadness,
that I'm not near,
think of gladness
and joyous cheer.
I have not left,
I am not gone.
I'm here to stay
my little one,
so when you light a candle
and you see it glow
and you watch it dance,
in your heart you'll know
that I would never leave you,
even when you feel so blue.
I'm sitting up here with the Lord
and now watching over you.
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34. Taken From Me

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- By Angie M Flores
- Published: July 2008
Poem Asking God Why

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I'm sitting here in my room, looking at your picture,
wondering why you couldn't be a part of my future.
Uncontrollable tears stream down my face,
while my heartbeat starts to race.

I'm sitting here in my room, looking at your picture,
wondering why you couldn't be a part of my future.
Uncontrollable tears stream down my face,
while my heartbeat starts to race.
Asking God why he took you from my life,
it was more painful than stabbing me in the heart with a knife.
I still needed you here.
You were the one to make everything so clear.
You are a part of me, and I am a part of you.
When you died, a part of me died too.
I never knew how hard it was to lose someone you love
until the day you went to heaven above.
Even though I can't see,
I know you're up there watching over me.
I miss you more and more every day,
and all I can do is pray.
In my heart you shall forever remain.
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35. Tiptoed Moments
- By Athena Ali
- Published: May 2011
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I am a free spirit like a wind
I bend with the breeze, carefree with the bliss.
I wander here and there,
And finally found a love to share.

I am a free spirit like a wind
I bend with the breeze, carefree with the bliss.
I wander here and there,
And finally found a love to share.

Together we had laughter and tears,
for he is my sweet disaster.
With one heart we embraced with love,
the little angel sent by one up above.
Yet laid unto rest shortly,
before we even accepted the reality.

On this earth, life and love you gave,
but science had numbered your days.
Up above the joys and fears
You tiptoed and leave.
Mommy is in anguish of losing you, our dearest.

The sun was shiny and fluffy on your final day,
Rainbows and butterflies swept our pain away.
Lonely days and tearful nights were not yet over
yet mom and dad clasp their fingers together.

One day we will see you again, our angel baby.
When our time is over you will walk with us merrily.
Someday we will gaze on you up high
Up above the blue sapphire sky.
We will be proud to tell you with a smile,
that we are stronger because of you...having you even just for a while.
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36. Pain Told Love
- By Ebony Black
- Published: November 2020
Poem On Pain Of Loss Doesn’t Last

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Pain told love I'm not here to stay.
Once I've taught all I can, I'll be on my way.
It might be tomorrow or next month or year.
Each lesson is learned with every new tear.

Pain told love I'm not here to stay.
Once I've taught all I can, I'll be on my way.
It might be tomorrow or next month or year.
Each lesson is learned with every new tear.

Pain told love she needs to grieve.
Once I've done all I can, I'll take my leave.
These tears that she sheds won't be here for long.
She'd hoped he would live, but I guess she was wrong.

Pain told love she feels empty inside.
It's not something she can easily hide.
A short time ago all she did was smile,
But now that he's gone, she won't for a while.

Pain told love she'll be okay soon.
The sadness she feels lessens with each new moon.
She looks past his death to the memories they made,
And with each new day, her despair starts to fade.

Pain told love my job here is done.
Her shadows fall behind as she faces the sun.
The girl steps forward and starts to smile.
She hasn't felt this way for a good long while.

Love told pain you're no longer needed.
I'll take over from here as your lesson was heeded.
The feelings you gave her, they tore her apart,
But it's time for me to piece back together her heart.
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37. My Angel Baby
- By Heather
- Published: May 2009
A Poem For The Child I Never Got To Meet

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I never got to see your eyes
or hold your hand or hear your cries.
All I have are dreams of you,
those of which will never come true.

I never got to see your eyes
or hold your hand or hear your cries.
All I have are dreams of you,
those of which will never come true.
My heart sank the day that I knew
I would never get to meet you.
I had made plans and had aspirations.
If only I had a little more patience.
I never thought the Lord would take you
away from me so soon.
But I'll never forget that dismal day,
around two in the afternoon.
The day I knew something was not right,
and through many tears I would have to fight.
Now, all I do is dream every night
about what life would have been like.
What if you really had been born?
But all we have are dreams of that,
and all we can do is mourn.
We will not mourn for you though,
because we know you're where you need to be,
even though it isn't here with me.
You are my angel baby because God wanted you with Him.
Now, forever with his angels, His praises you will sing.
None of my dreams for you will ever come true,
because of that day God chose to take you.
But, my angel baby, you will always be
in my heart forever, forever a part of me.
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38. Waiting For Heaven
- By Patricia L. Cisco
- Published: November 2020
Loss Of My Beloved Son

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Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.

Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.

You're part of me now, my heart and my soul,
more precious than pearls, diamonds and gold,
sweet baby of mine to love and to hold,
through my many years till I grow very old.

Filled with amazement as I watched you grow,
my child, my son, to the young man I'd know,
never believing one day you would go
to Heaven before me, "Please! Dear God, no!"

More treasured to me than air that I breathe.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave.
I don't want to stay here without you to grieve.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave!

I've no understanding why or how this can be,
my sweet son's in Heaven so soon before me.
Overflowing with sorrow, my eyes cry a tear,
outstretching my arms, though I can't see you here.

I know in my heart all the love that we share,
on my very last breath of life you'll be there,
with outstretched arms, I know you'll appear,
just waiting in Heaven to hold me so near.
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39. I Feel My Heart Breaking
- By Sandee Foxten
- Published: October 2009
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I feel your arms
wrapped around me so tight.
I feel your body,
snuggled next to mine

I feel your arms
wrapped around me so tight.
I feel your body,
snuggled next to mine
in the middle of the night.

I feel your breath
on the back of my neck,
I feel your sweet soft lips,
kiss me with a gentle peck.

I feel, NO! Wait,
I cannot feel,
it is all too real.

I awaken in a panic,
look around and
you aren't really there.
But I know it was real,
I felt your hands run through
my hair.

I feel something more now,
I must return
to my dream, somehow.
Please, oh please, still be there,
I am coming back, I swear!
This is the only place
I can hold you,
feel you, touch you.

I can't find you now.
Why did you go?
I asked you to stay,
I was on my way.
I must have taken too long.
Where did I go wrong?

I must now put my dreams aside,
wake up and realize
that you really have died.
I have tried so hard
to hide behind
all the silent tears
I have cried.

I feel you are still here,
I feel your presence
when you are near.
I feel your loving arms,
holding me while
I dream.

A place I feel safe,
without wanting to scream.
I feel your lips gently touch mine,
as you say good-bye.
I feel my heart breaking
once again,
and I start to cry.

As you fade further away
into the light ray,
I can hear you say,
"I love you, and we will
meet again, someday."
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40. Gone But Not Forgotten
- By Timothy Halliday
- Published: October 2020
Loss Due To Stillbirth

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You were a ripple on a glass-like pond,
Just a moment in time; it's hard to respond.

A wave crashing onto an empty beach,

You were a ripple on a glass-like pond,
Just a moment in time; it's hard to respond.

A wave crashing onto an empty beach,
I went to talk, but I've lost all speech.

A whisper in the winter night's air.
How can this be true, how can this be fair?

You were meant to live; this just feels rotten.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten.

A ray of sunshine through darkened clouds.
The silence is deafening amidst the crowds.

The sound of a bee on a summer's day,
You were here for a moment, but then you went away.

I keep you in my heart like a trap I'm caught in.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten.

I will love you always, you have to know.
You were so small, no time to grow.

You were here for a moment, and then you were gone.
It's hard to move forward; it's hard to go on.

I remember you still; I wrapped you in cotton.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten.

I want to shout, and I still want to scream.
I want to wake up out of this terrible dream.

Your beauty took my breath away.
I wish you could still be here; I wish you could stay.

I'm meant to move on; I'm meant to climb,
But how do I move past that brief moment in time?

There's only one thought when I remember you now.
The promise I made, I remember my vow.

I know what I told you; I'd love you forever.
You're gone now, but forget you? Never!!

So remember please my only begotten.
You're gone now, but you're not forgotten...
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Liam James Burden - Page 2

21. One Year Less

22. Until I Hold You Again

23. An Angel's Dad!

24. Baby Boy

25. This Basket Of Burdens

26. How We Survive

27. Times Gone By

28. Baby Boy Silas

29. Gifts For A Grieving Heart

30. A Letter To My Unborn Child

31. Dear God

32. A Letter To Brian

33. Light A Candle

34. Taken From Me

35. Tiptoed Moments

36. Pain Told Love

37. My Angel Baby

38. Waiting For Heaven

39. I Feel My Heart Breaking

40. Gone But Not Forgotten