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61. Loss
- By Richard Kalfus
- Published: January 2016
The Loss Of A Son And A Mother's Grief

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It makes no sense,
not in the normal cycle of life.
"A child should never in death
precede the parents," they tell me.

It makes no sense,
not in the normal cycle of life.
"A child should never in death
precede the parents," they tell me.
"Time will heal," I hear.
"He's in a better place," I hear
from family,
from friends,
from colleagues.
They sound like nursery rhymes,
naïve refrains sung over and over.

I am angry,
for I am his mother, his friend,
his protector.
"Get out of the sun.
Don't forget your umbrella.
Don't swim where I can't see you."

I even wallow in the thought
of time passing without him.
Is that all that remains?
My anger, my sorrow, my pain?
How can the loss of time together
become less of a loss tomorrow?
How will I ever live again?

A sudden reflex motion,
I open my wallet,
a photo falls out.
In one hand he is holding
a red balloon,
in the other hand
his well-used blanket.
He is laughing.
I can see that.
I can hear that.

And I let go of my anger,
perhaps not forever,
but for now, he is beside me,
and I am laughing too.
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62. My First Child
- By Martha E. Baltazar-Reyes
- Published: November 2008
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Since the day you were in my tummy
I knew I'd be a great mommy
I'd love to feel every kick you gave
How I wish I'd see you wave

Since the day you were in my tummy
I knew I'd be a great mommy
I'd love to feel every kick you gave
How I wish I'd see you wave

Getting things ready for the big day
Knowing soon I'm going to see you play
Seeing one big smile on your face
All the little things you'll do we'll be amazed

Now God may have taken the best of us
But only he knows what he does
That day in April I saw you go down
Since then I carry a frown

Having to move on, not forgetting your face
Letting you know that in my heart is a space
Where you'll stay to play all day
and you'll never have to go away
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Well ladies I am so sorry for every ones loss. 16 January 2014 is the day that will never get away from my head. Gave birth to a beautiful baby boy and he only lived for 2 hours i miss him so...

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63. Kenn
- By Carolyn
- Published: March 2008
Death Of Only Child Poem

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I know that my son has passed away
But I will love him until my dying day.
So please listen to my memories every now and then.
Family and friends, please allow me to talk about Kenn.

I know that my son has passed away
But I will love him until my dying day.
So please listen to my memories every now and then.
Family and friends, please allow me to talk about Kenn.

His hair was brown, his eyes were blue.
He never left without saying I love you.
He never caused us any pain,
With his life we had everything to gain.

We gained from him even in death.
He brought us to God and there is no greater wealth.
Yes, for our son there could be no other.
I thank God for choosing me to be his Mother.
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64. Michael
- By Bobbie J. Ripple
- Published: February 2006
Short Prayer Poem Of Comfort For A Child's Death

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Bless us Lord
As we pray.
You took our
Little boy home today.

Bless us Lord
As we pray.
You took our
Little boy home today.
Please let him know,
Please as we pray,
How much we
Loved him in every day.
We loved his laugh,
We loved his smile,
We loved his everything,
We loved our child.

Written by: Bobbie Ripple
Dedicated to my sister:
Tina Marie
In memory of her son Michael
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My son passed away 2 days ago. He was 30 years old. At 17, he dove off a boat dock and suffered a spinal cord injury. He was a high functioning quadriplegic. He never could find peace after...

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65. I Love You
- By Synisha Bailey
- Published: August 2008
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I never got to know you
I never got to hold you
I never got to kiss you
But I'll always miss you

I never got to know you
I never got to hold you
I never got to kiss you
But I'll always miss you

Mom says she's the blame
I say she's not the blame
There's people out here just the same
Yeah some might say it's lame

I am going insane
From all this pain
I think your tears are in the rain
I just can't handle this much pain

I can't wait to get to heaven and hold you
And sit down and get to know you
I will never stop kissing you
And I will never stop missing you

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I was pregnant with my second child and I had a miscarriage at 12 weeks this last September and it has been the hardest thing I ever had to go through. But ever since that has happened, I...

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66. Hills & Valleys
- By Sue Morton
- Published: February 2009
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The hills, the valleys
and the bends.
Going up and down each day,
wondering if my heart will mend.

The hills, the valleys
and the bends.
Going up and down each day,
wondering if my heart will mend.

Sure, the pain will lessen
and I'll genuinely smile once more,
but the emptiness will stay
and my heart will forever be sore.

You were all I ever wanted,
and now you'll never be.
You were going to be my future;
now that has ceased for me.

I can't help this feeling
of feeling so alone,
but I just can't talk about it.
I don't want to be a moan.

So I'll keep writing
and talking to you in my mind.
Until we meet one day
and then true joy I will find.

I'm not saying
it's going to be soon,
even if it's years from now,
my joy will be over the moon.

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67. Ode To Matthew
- By Joe Chow
- Published: April 2009
Death Of A Baby Grandson

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Matthew...

Have I not seen you a thousand-thousand times?

Matthew...

Have I not seen you a thousand-thousand times?

Among every movie, picture, and greeting card, have I not stared into your eyes?

Did I not spend every waking hour and every sleepless night mentally creating that which I should deem more than perfect?

Now, seeing your tiny fingers and little toes, your turned up nose and pouty mouth...will I not cherish such a vision?

Are you not the object dreams are made of?

Surely finite spaces shall never hold thee...certainly every dream, of every child, is merely a smattering of what you were to be...

Shall my heart ever stop breaking knowing that you will never be completely mine...

And yet...had I never seen you...how much more empty my life shall have been...xo grandpa

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My little Grayson came into this world as an angel 1 year ago today. Oh how I miss him. I'm so fortunate to have his brother and two cousins and am truly blessed. But right now I still have...

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68. Leaving Tears
- By Lawrence J. Bach
- Published: July 2013
Poem From A Grieving Father

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The mourning, misty oak leaves weep.
Warm dew drops falling from them sweep
Across cold stones in salty streams,
Spent tears for Steven's broken dreams.

The mourning, misty oak leaves weep.
Warm dew drops falling from them sweep
Across cold stones in salty streams,
Spent tears for Steven's broken dreams.

Wolves howl under a death pale moon.
Dark sirens from the forest gloom.
Black winds carry the raven's cry.
Steve's severed spirit crossed the sky.

Strong oak forest groans and grieves
For red drops dripping on its leaves
From a son who lies beneath the sod
In peaceful rest from loving God.

The mourning oak tree sheds its tears,
For laughter it no longer hears.
Clear drops hang from limbs in sorrow
And drowns all dreams of hope tomorrow.

Each night a father hangs his head
Against the dark; he cries, eyes red
While Steven dreams in still-heart sleep.
The oaks, they haunt yet nightly weep.
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We lost our son Steven in July 2011 to cancer. He was happy with no signs of an illness until an accident led us to the ER - from there we found the tumor. Then the diagnosis, Neuroblastoma,...

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69. David, We Miss You!
- By Melinda Jones
- Published: August 2015
Poem About Son's Death Touching The Lives Of Others

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In your life you touched so many.
In your death, many lives were changed.
You were an amazing young man.
Without you here, our lives will never be the same.

In your life you touched so many.
In your death, many lives were changed.
You were an amazing young man.
Without you here, our lives will never be the same.
We miss you more than words could ever say.
Even more with each and every passing day.
We just hold on to the memories that we made and
All the promises God so graciously gave.
Resting assured when Jesus comes there will be no more sadness,
No more goodbyes, just life together eternally with Jesus by our side.
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70. Tiny Angel Wings
- By Kelly Autobee
- Published: May 2011
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God has tiny angels,
Flying in his heaven,
Looking over you and me
Now it has little Carley Jean,

God has tiny angels,
Flying in his heaven,
Looking over you and me
Now it has little Carley Jean,
A tiny angel has received her wings.

She's watching over her little sister,
And her mommy especially.
She's wrapping her tiny angel wings
Around their hearts so very gently.

She sees her loving family
with so much love in their eyes,
She holds her tiny angel heart,
And knows, true love never dies.
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71. Balloons In Heaven
- By Sharon L. Rice
- Published: January 2019
Celebrating A Birthday In Heaven

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Your birthday is here again,
but in heaven you will be.
We will celebrate your special day
visiting you and your memorial tree.

Your birthday is here again,
but in heaven you will be.
We will celebrate your special day
visiting you and your memorial tree.

You are now another year older;
this will never show on your face.
In heaven you are a child forever
as this is your magical place.

We call out your precious name
and send balloons up to the sky.
We watch them fade into the clouds.
The wind has sent them up high.

We hope you have a party up there
with the balloons we sent to you.
Presents to open from the angels
and a cake with some candles too!

We will sing you Happy Birthday,
but we try not to shed a tear
as this should be a happy day
we will celebrate each year.
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72. Sometimes In Our Lives
- By Amber Carrico
- Published: June 2018
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Sometimes in our lives
we feel a great deal of pain
because we lose someone special.
These feelings we can't explain.

Sometimes in our lives
we feel a great deal of pain
because we lose someone special.
These feelings we can't explain.

Sometimes in our lives
the lasting of the pain is far too long,
and though we try to fight it,
the feelings are just too strong.

Sometimes in our lives
things can't be controlled,
though we wish they could.
The secrets left untold.

Sometimes in our lives
we see things differently from what they are,
but if we actually saw the truth,
it might leave a nasty scar.

Sometimes in our lives
the truth is better left alone
because in all actuality
the truth is nothing but our foe.
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73. Holding You Close
- By Lucinda Orwin
- Published: January 2011
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Even though you're gone,
I can still feel you here.
Even though I didn't know you,
I can still feel you here.

Even though you're gone,
I can still feel you here.
Even though I didn't know you,
I can still feel you here.

One tiny little thing
Reminds me of you each day.
I hold close to my heart,
This one tiny little thing.

The picture I look at,
With tears in my eyes,
Reminds me of you more and more,
Just one look at that picture.

You were so beautiful,
That tiny graceful face,
Such a cute little baby,
More beautiful than most.

I wish you were here now,
Right here by my side,
'Cause maybe you could wipe away my tears,
If only you were here.

Always treasure the small things.
The small things in your life,
They can mean the most important things,
Those tiny treasures in life.

Now never ever forget,
Keep you friends close to you,
Your family closer,
And once they're gone,
Keep what was special to them.
They are the things that help you remember.
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74. The Handing Over
- By Lisa Willhite
- Published: May 2010
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I stand before a vision so dreadful
knees weakened and shoulders, oh so weighted
reliving life, becoming regretful
for I questioned what God had since fated

I stand before a vision so dreadful
knees weakened and shoulders, oh so weighted
reliving life, becoming regretful
for I questioned what God had since fated

I fight the desire to "fall to knees"
a strong mother of sons never gives in
till his lips mouth, "I'm fine," again to me
letting him go will be my greatest sin

Have you love that can test as strong as mine
I ask you Lord, for I am his mother
will you kiss his cheeks, and hug hugs like mine
and be sure he sleeps, beneath the covers?

Deaf ears I fear, that are not of my own
till I hear as I fall, momma I'm home
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75. Why I Am Left Alone
- By Crystal
- Published: April 2008
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Why do all the people I care for have to die.
Why do I have to sit here and pretend I'm happy when there's so much pain inside.
Why do I have to see you go so far and never knowing you wouldn't come back.
Why do I have to be the one to lose everyone I love.

Why do all the people I care for have to die.
Why do I have to sit here and pretend I'm happy when there's so much pain inside.
Why do I have to see you go so far and never knowing you wouldn't come back.
Why do I have to be the one to lose everyone I love.
Why do I have to see everyone I care for leave me here to die, when I stayed by their side.
It seems in this world I'm all alone, and my self calling hell my home.
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76. Dance Again
- By Lisa Hart
- Published: March 2014
Comfort After Dreaming Of Son Who Passed

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I see a waltz frozen in time,
dancing and spinning, spinning and dancing.
My ear pressed up against his chest,
I hear his heartbeat over and over again.

I see a waltz frozen in time,
dancing and spinning, spinning and dancing.
My ear pressed up against his chest,
I hear his heartbeat over and over again.
Spinning and dancing, dancing and spinning,
in this...our frozen waltz in time.

Through the mist of this dance,
I see a small ray of light.
I know in my heart this must be the sun,
inch by inch...
I feel its warmth, slowly melting our frozen waltz in time.

I cry out to the sun,
no, please go away...
please don't wake me and make my waltz go away.
Let me continue dancing and spinning
and spinning and dancing in this...
our frozen waltz in time.

Yet...the sun keeps coming,
rising higher and higher,
melting away this frozen waltz
that I have danced with you for so long.

Again, I cry out.
No, please go away.
My hands are slipping, and I can't hold on,
and the sound of his heart is fading away.
Please sun...leave us alone.

The sun is now above me,
and the dance floor has disappeared,
but tell me sun, please tell me,
why my frozen waltz is no longer here?

Then I opened my eyes, I started to smile,
It was just a dream.
My son and me in this frozen time,
dancing and spinning and spinning and dancing,
in this frozen waltz in time.

Thank you, God, for one more waltz,
one more dance with him,
and when I close my eyes tonight,
please let me dance again.
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77. A Mother's Touch
- By Shawna R. Brown
- Published: July 2006
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Lay down my little angel
I will rock you to sleep
Close your eyes my little angel,
And don't make a peep....

Lay down my little angel
I will rock you to sleep
Close your eyes my little angel,
And don't make a peep.
She holds you close or so you think;
Until you awake and her touch is a dream.

What happened to the warmth, her hands used to bring.
What happened to the mellow, her sweet voice used to sing.
What happened to the smell, her perfume left behind?
What happened to the kiss, she left on my forehead.
What happened to the prayer, she said before bed.

Was it just a dream or long, long ago?
Maybe a year or three.
I guess I will never know.

Will I ever feel her touch?
Will I ever see her smile?
Will she ever kiss my forehead?
Will she ever pray with me just before bed?

Am I her little angel or was it just a dream?
Am I her little angel or so it seemed?
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Liam James Burden - Page 4

61. Loss

62. My First Child

63. Kenn

64. Michael

65. I Love You

66. Hills & Valleys

67. Ode To Matthew

68. Leaving Tears

69. David, We Miss You!

70. Tiny Angel Wings

71. Balloons In Heaven

72. Sometimes In Our Lives

73. Holding You Close

74. The Handing Over

75. Why I Am Left Alone

76. Dance Again

77. A Mother's Touch