1. Remember
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
When a family member is dying, the whole family is plunged into despair. It is heartbreaking to see a once active relative lying in a hospital bed hooked up to machines. It is hard to imagine that this is the same individual who was previously so active and full of life. It may feel strange and uncomfortable to spend time with a loved one when they are dying. Most of us feel uncomfortable in the hospital filled with the smells of sickness and death. However, there may be an opportunity to share a moment that you treasure for the rest of your life.
Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
In 2022, my 2-year-old cousin passed of covid, and I'm only 13, so it's hard to go through that, so this really hits home.
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Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
Yeah, I agree we don't stop to think that death will come and take us away even when the ones he has taken are staring right at us. My grandma passed away when I was little. I sobbed for hours.
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My dear sweet heavenly father, I come to you today
with faith and hope; I ask, send an angel Mama's way.
I know her time is near and soon you'll take her home
to stroll across the streets of gold where other angels roam.
In my mom's final hours, I found this poem. I read it to her then, and I read it at her funeral. Words really couldn't express my pain. She put me through a lot. There were a lot of good...
I send you to the restless sun
Awaiting your sweet shine,
And in between this world and next
I'll hold your hand in mine.
I absolutely loved this! Short but sweet, this poem has so much meaning and beauty behind it. I am just so touched by this poem, and I can only imagine how much meaning it must have for you...
Do not weep for me, for I will soon be gone.
My body may die, but my soul will live on.
Perhaps up to heaven, maybe eternity,
or be reborn as another, when I am set free.
Left at a young at young age I know. You know life takes the best people in the world and those we love the most but, know that her soul is happy and free where she is. She still walks and is...
Fading away, vibrant color to hue.
Fading away, disappearing from view.
Heartbreaking symptoms, watched by heartbroken eyes.
A face filled with sorrow, a chest full of sighs.
I truly am sorry for your loss and the pain and anguish of the situation, I know it first hand. June of 2013, my father, who had arthritis in his neck and shoulders, went in and had xrays and...
Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Thy tribute wave deliver:
No more by thee my steps shall be,
For ever and for ever.
When dementia creeps in through the back door,
Loving is needed, like never before...
An expressionless face, an empty heart,
A tired woman filled with fear,
Her angry child sheds a tear.
A last embrace consoles the soul,
While evil forces take their toll.
My grandpa passed away in March 2016. He was really important in my life, and I love him so much. Yes, I am only 12, but we had so many special moments. He taught me basketball, soccer,...
My eyes fill with tears,
And I could hardly see
This cancer is stealing my father
Slowly away from me.
This poem touched my heart in so many ways! I'm writing this through tears. On June 23, 2019, I lost my dad to cancer. I had just gotten to meet him. That sounds odd, I know, but I didn't get...
My father is ill
And fading away
Still here for a while
And a few more days
This made me cry, such a great poem. My dad has multiple sclerosis and has lived in a nursing home for 16 years. I'm only 20 so almost my whole life he has been in there. I know once he dies...
You were sick and tired and we all knew
that God would soon come to take you.
You fought so hard, so very long,
but through the pain, you stayed strong.
Arianna, thank you for sharing your story with me. Stories like yours are why I decided to publish this poem. I am not a highly "religious" person, although I have my own personal...
In your eyes I see the pain,
Slowly the tears roll down, they won't refrain.
I look down to the floor as if I'm hiding,
I am battling brain cancer. Doctors only gave me 2 months to live; that was 5 years ago. I'm now 36 and have 3 kids who need me. Every day gets harder to keep up the fight, but I can't...
So many thoughts I would like to say
As I lie in silence another day
People come, people go
I am alone with my thoughts you know
Thank you for sharing this. This in someway gave me an insight of what my mum went through when she was in the last stages of dying. there were many things I didn't understand in my mother's...
As the old man lay there, smiling
at that small and wrinkled face,
he knew his life was over
and it was time to leave this place.
It's a poem that expresses the depth of human feelings, especially at the verge of separation. It also shares an experience common to all living beings. These reasons make me love this poem.
If and when that tomorrow may come and I am gone,
You have my blessing to cherish life and carry on.
If you must cry for me, cry only for a little while,
Once I glimpsed another world,
gilded streams of light unfurled,
incandescent trails of wonder
blew my present world asunder.
I was going through the stories when I came to know about your husband. I am so sorry for your loss. I can't really imagine your grief at this time. May the Almighty give you strength to bear...
Fields of love,
rain drops of joy.
You hear friends saying,
you're mommy's little boy.
I hope your mom pulls through and has many years left to share the things that moms and children do together. I went through something similar, but unfortunately my mom didn't have the...
Death...I know you're always with us,
Wandering discretely in the background.
Watching...waiting...biding your time,
Ignored, for you make no sound.
I like your poem :) I am always afraid of dying. And every time I am reminded of death it send shivers down my spine and I always cry. But now I realize that we should not be afraid of death....
Take a hand
Hold it near
Wipe away
The things we fear