Wife Death Poem

Death Is Not The End

After losing a loved one, life is never the same. I lost my wife, Ann, in 2010. I believe death is not the end.
Even now 8 years later, all these little signs in my poem give me comfort.

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Mike L. Johnson, I lost my wife of 50 years, together for 55 years, in March 2017 too. I feel exactly as you have written. I too cannot see any signs of getting anywhere. Every day is just...

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Little Signs

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Published: July 2018

When a loved one passes on,
Their spirit never dies.
And as we journey on alone,
They're always by our side.

Yes, I believe this happens
From little things I see.
Each day a little message
An angel reveals to me.

A whisper of the breeze
On a quiet summer's day
Is a voice from an angel
Who sadly passed away.

The gently falling rain
That lingers upon my face
Are the tears falling from heaven
From a wife I can never replace.

The first snowflakes of winter
Are an angel's frozen tears.
A reminder of the love we shared
Telling me you are near.

A falling leaf in autumn
Is just another sign
To let me know you're watching me
And I'm still on your mind.

Yes, all these little signs,
They help me to believe
That death is not the end
And you're still here with me.

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  • Larry Williams by Larry Williams
  • 2 months ago

This has captured my feelings completely. I lost my wife of 55 years to pancreatic cancer in 2014. Nothing matters to me anymore, and I feel like I am just playing out the string until we are together again. I used to look forward to our shared experiences, but now I feel like just a shell. God bless you. You are not alone in your feelings.

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  • Mike L. Johnson by Mike L. Johnson
  • 6 months ago

I lost my dear wife to cancer in March of 2017. I understand the need for comfort that this author is trying to convey, but I can't get there. I wish I could. I feel alone no matter where I am or who I'm with. I can't see signs, and nothing is comforting. I just ache for her.

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  • H McGarry by H McGarry
  • 6 months ago

Mike L. Johnson,
I lost my wife of 50 years, together for 55 years, in March 2017 too. I feel exactly as you have written. I too cannot see any signs of getting anywhere. Every day is just relentlessly full of pain and tears of sorrow. I was lonely in my hometown living with my aunt. I was lonely when I first went to London as a 16-year-old and lived on the streets for 5 months during a bleak cold winter. I was lonely when I finally managed to get a job and secure myself some dwellings and get my act together, but none of that loneliness can come anywhere close to the loneliness that I feel now without my beautiful, loving wife.
Nothing matters anymore. I put on a brave face, or at least as best as I can, but inside I am dead. All I want is to be with my beloved wife and nothing will ever change that longing for her.

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