Son Death Poem

Letter From God After Death Of Son

My son was disabled from birth and was so courageous in his fight to live his life to the fullest. God blessed me and trusted me to care for my son in every way that a parent should. Our son taught us lessons far beyond his short life, but now our Lord has called him to be peaceful and to experience a rest that the physical life did not offer. I did my best as his mother while I was able to hold, nurture, care, and love him. Now I trust that God is taking care of him. My son is blessed.

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I lost my 26-year-old son Kevin on August 25, 2017, through a tragic road accident. He was coming home with friends and they had an accident near home. The car rolled, and among his four...

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When God Comforted Me


Published: April 2015

From heaven he was delivered
As a baby unto you,
When God said to me softly
I'm trusting you to do
Everything that's needed
To nurture and to love.
He's your little angel
Sent from me above.

You see...spirits cannot be
Held, hugged, or kissed.
The body that was his vessel
Is what you'll surely miss,
But his spirit that I shared with you
On that one special day,
That is what I promise
To never take away.

So he is back in heaven now
The earth was not his place.
He taught you all he could
About dignity and grace,
So as you grieve and weep
To see him once again,
I promise he's waiting here
When you get to heaven.

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  • by Consolata Wangui
  • 3 months ago

I lost my 26-year-old son Kevin on August 25, 2017, through a tragic road accident. He was coming home with friends and they had an accident near home. The car rolled, and among his four friends he was the only one who died. My life is never the same. I think about him daily and cry over a young life snatched from us. As the anniversary comes near, my heart is broken, and I feel like it's just yesterday. The pain is all over again. I know most parents go through that pain, so I am not alone. Your stories of working through your grief encourages me. I have two more children whom I love and thank God for daily. They are every day grieving the loss of their big brother. Therapy has really helped them to journey on despite their pain and many questions. As time goes, we will learn to live our "new normal" without our loved ones and keeping their memories hidden deep in our hearts since no one will ever take that from us.

  • by Julie Beard
  • 4 months ago

My son, Jordan, was taken from us in a tragic accident while on his first lad's holiday. He was 20 years. He was my eldest son and first born child. The 10-year anniversary of his passing is coming, and the sadness and pain and utter disbelief is still with me. The pain and sadness is so utterly unbearable. My life changed forever. My mind still says, "Why him, why me?" I just live each day as it comes the best I can, if only for my other precious son, Ryan, who is my rock and keeps me going until the day I can reach my precious Jordan.

  • by Ross Thompson
  • 1 year ago

John (JT), it has been 12 year exactly to the last time we saw you. If I had known, I would not have let you go to Toowoomba that day. I still see you waving good-bye with your arm out the window of the car, the car that would steal your life. I miss you so much!

  • by Vanessa
  • 1 year ago

I lost my mentally and physically handicapped son, Adam, 3 weeks ago. God gave him to me to love unconditionally, and I did. I feel empty. I know he is now an angel without limitations. He was also blind but opened my and my family's eyes to a beautiful person. I love you, Adam.

  • by Daniel Dean Moya Jr
  • 2 years ago

My son, Daniel, died January 17, 2016. He was 30 years old. He had a lot of medical problems but what took him from us was the medication given to him by a doctor after a hospital stay. He suffered with seizures, a lot. And was given a medicine to help him sleep and he never woke up from that. The pain of losing him lives with us every day. He was a kind and giving person, always helping others who needed help. We miss him so very much. He will always be remembered as a big part of our family with much love, pride and memories.

  • by Susmita Goswami
  • 1 year ago

I can feel your pain because I lost my 21 year old son on July 9, 2017. He had cancer and suffered a lot. He knew he would most likely die, and I can’t get over the trauma of seeing his immense pain and helplessness. But he was extremely courageous and constantly gave me courage that everything will be fine. He was a good student of computer science. He had a lot of dreams that he will not be able to fulfill now. I don’t know how I am surviving. Maybe I have to stay alive for my elder son, but inside I feel I am dying every single moment. I know you are also feeling the same. I can’t say that with time we (the grieving mothers) might be able to cope with the loss, because I know it will never happen. Time doesn’t heal the grief of a lost son. It just teachers us to live with the pain.

  • by Cathi Morse
  • 1 year ago

My son just passed on May 2, 2017 this week, age 34. Complicated by kidney disease. My daughter donated a kidney years ago, and he was doing great, until his doctor gave him Lipitor. Within weeks his kidney failed, and my son suffered horribly for the next 13 years! I feel your loss as mine!

  • by Katrinka Nance
  • 2 years ago

My son died on June 13, 2015 while on a canoeing trip with friends at Buffalo River here in Tennessee. William Harris was his name. He was a fun loving person. He drowned at the tender age of 19. He was my middle child. I finally found peace in knowing that Will was okay. Yes, I was in denial that my son was dead but God allowed me grace and mercy to live on.

  • by Lorie Sanders
  • 2 years ago

My 16 year young son died September 10, 2016. He was in a single vehicle accident. I find myself with so many feelings. I, too, seem in denial some days. But days like today there is no denying. My son is not here to ask me what I'm cooking. My son is not here to bring his sweetheart over for dinner. I could go on and on, yet I have 2 daughters.

  • by Mable Ann Murphy
  • 2 years ago

I hope your pain goes away and only wonderful memories remain. God bless your family.

  • by Victoria De La Rosa
  • 2 years ago

Today is my son's birthday! He left this world 13 yrs ago, and I think about him every single day of my life! To this day I also feel guilty, you see my husband and I were in Europe when he passed! He was a juvenile diabetic but I never thought in a million years that he would die! He was gone fast, suffered a heart attack. He was young, handsome, smart, a beautiful soul! I miss him terribly!

  • by Sherise Pelizzari
  • 2 years ago

I lost my son on July 22, 2010 to suicide, he was 24 years old. He was my soulmate, the love and joy of my life. It's been almost 6 years and I still don't know the reason why. I feel so guilty that I didn't see anything . I was his mother and should have seen something. I still go to therapy every other week. Everyday continues to take great effort to face and get through.

  • by Erma
  • 1 year ago

Praying for your heart to one day heal. Your son is now your guardian angel. Blessings to you.

  • by Danielle
  • 1 year ago

I lost my son 4-6-16. Almost a year ago. It has been a daze. My son was a paranoid schizophrenic. He was the sweetest, most loving person. I constantly think what could I have done differently? He went from "normal" to dead in one year and 4 months. I thought it was the drugs he had done. I thought he would be ok. Never in my wildest fears did I think he would die at 22. I'm sorry for your loss.

  • by Fran R
  • 1 year ago

Dear Sherise, your submission touched me. Please accept my sincere condolences for the loss of your son. Truly, I know your pain. I am right now packing a bag to travel from Michigan to Las Vegas to attend the funeral of my 47-year-old son who took his life on December 6. I am going through motions in numbness. This tragedy has been a long time coming as he had had a very long history of mental illness, complete with a bi-polar diagnosis, drugs, alcohol abuse. And, I believe, the treatment with many, many dangerous psychotropic prescriptions that may have made it worse .... who knows? All I know is that he is gone, and I pray to God that he is at last at peace. He was married to a lovely women and the father of two great kids, who are of course, devastated. I truly believe, Sherise, that our sons are in a much better place. I pray for your comfort, and I thank you for your contribution to this forum which allowed me to offer a tiny bit of comfort to you. God bless you.

  • by Jersey City, NJ
  • 2 years ago

I was very touched by this poem I had no idea words of comfort were titled in such dialogue. I lost my only child (son) on June 26, 2012. Jermar drowned while visiting family. My entire world changed the numbness you endure. And such pain you wouldn't want anyone to endure. Reading poems and hearing others experience gives me comfort because I understand that I am no longer alone.

  • by Carmen Compean
  • 2 years ago

I can relate to this story. I lost my son last year on July 30th 2015, he also drowned. He was going to start his 3rd year of college. He came home to visit, he lived in San Marcos and he was so happy to be home. He went hiking with his cousin in Palos Verdes and ended up jumping in the water, and never made it home. I miss him so much, he was my youngest of 3 kids, 20yrs old. He was full of life, he loved an respected everyone. All my family is devastated and were trying to move forward. By reading all these stories it does help to know, I'm not the only one hurting. My faith is very strong and I know 1 day I will be reunited with my beautiful son Ricky, I love you baby.

  • by Carla A Tanner, Texas.Temple.United States
  • 2 years ago

January 5,2015
Woke up early for work. Walked into room go find my son dead. Unbelievable to me, I was thinking I was dreaming. Was the worst day of my life. I cried every night for a year. Couldn't understand why him? In February 2007 he had a inflection in his brain. May of that year caused him to start having seizures. He was never the same. Became depressed. He felt he couldn't do nothing anymore. Had a seizure every month every year till the day it took him out. I just pray for strength everyday to endure this. He was my only son.. This is something I will never get over. I don't think I will ever sleep the way I used to. Lots of sleepless night.

  • by Nyora, San Francisco Bay Area
  • 2 years ago

My son passed away January 5 2010 from a seizure. I totally feel for you. I have a lot of guilt because I knew he was seizing yet I did not rush him to the hospital. He used to get a seizure then fall asleep to later wake up tired but over the seizure. Well. He was DEAD and I could not believe it. Six years still I do not think I will ever get over it. Sometimes the realizing that he is gone forever gets so deep in my soul I get hot all over and I cannot breath.

I am telling you this to let you know that you are not alone. Though you will never be the same, you will get better as time goes by. I pray for you to get better. Your heart is newly very bruised. I send you warm thoughts and love - although I do not know you. But I know you cause I know your pain.

  • by Marion, NJ
  • 3 years ago

My son, Jacob, was born with multiple birth defects and not expected to survive. He did and graced this earth for 18 years. He was my right arm, my sidekick, my buddy. I loved him more than I ever thought it possible to love another person and I hope he knew that! On the morning of October 13, 2013 I went into his room because he had not yet gotten up and that was unlike him. My youngest son entered the room with me and we found Jacob lying on the floor. He was already gone and had been for a while. He was dusky and cool to the touch and my whole world imploded. To this day, I cannot get that picture out of my head. I am still so angry at God for taking him back. I am so lost and hurting. And at the beginning, I was suicidal. I am no longer suicidal, but losing him has broken me. Your poem touches me perfectly. I am hopeful I will see him again one day, but there is a part of me that is afraid the end is just the end. Your words help me remain on track with the thought of Heaven.

  • by Colleen Mclean Poet
  • 2 years ago

I was graced with this poem the morning of my sons funeral. I had cried for the days following his death, asking God why? We all knew that my son Shawn would not live to be an old man. At one year old he was diagnosed with Marfans Syndrome. We all just thought modern medicine would give him greater chances to survive. He was 28, intelligent, caring, as independent as he could be. On March 18, 2012 while in the hospital, my son passed. I was depressed, angry, confused. How could he die while in the hospital with all the technology that I depended on to keep him healthy? God knew my son had enough. When I woke up that morning of his funeral I had this poem given to me by God. Words that were in my mind as the answer to why. Anxiously I wrote down the words and read it at his funeral. I am happy that it brought you comfort as well. God bless you and everyone that looses a child. It is so painful but I wish great comfort to anyone who experiences it.

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