Shall I wither and fall like an autumn leaf,
From this deep sorrow - from this painful grief?
How can I go on or find a way to be strong?
Will I ever again enjoy life's sweet song?
Poems about Grief, Coping and Life After Loss
A family is like a body. When a family loses a loved one, it is as if they have lost one of their limbs. The contribution that was made by the family member that was lost can never be replaced. That person is gone. What that person has brought to the family is gone. Is it important for the family to take time to grieve for this loss. Doing so is a matter of respect for the relative that has passed. It is also a step that the family must take to acknowledge its loss. If we do not take the time to honor the lost relative, it is as if we are saying that they didn't matter to us.
Poems For Grieving After The Loss of a Loved One
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Shall I wither and fall like an autumn leaf,Featured Shared Story
I, too, lost my son on 11/20/2002 unexpectedly. He was only 11 1/2 years old. I let him spend the night at his best friend's house, and he never came home again. Apparently there was another...
Comfort After Loss Of A Loved One
If we are fortunate,
we are given a warning.
If not,Featured Shared Story
Very few poems touch me the way this one has. You have managed to put into words the grieving process I went through when I lost my parents...most of all you have shown that there is a light...
Poem For Parent Who Has Lost A Child
Sometimes I catch a glimpse,
In softened waves of blue,
My child, my heart ...when I see a smile,
I can't help but think of you.Featured Shared Story
Dearest Beverly - I just went through losing my beloved partner of 13 years, and my dearest girlfriend sent me a poem that really put things as they really are. I had my own notion of grief....
Faith That God Is With You In Your Grief
My Basket of burdens
Is filled with the grief of my loss
It is so heavy to carry
Although this road I must cross.Featured Shared Story
My name is Patrick and my wife's name is Tiffany. We just had to lay to rest our three year old son. His name was Peyton. He passed from brain cancer.
I measure every Grief I meet
With narrow, probing, eyes –
I wonder if It weighs like Mine –
Or has an Easier size.Featured Shared Story
Had I lived during her time and been fortunate enough to pass her on the road, she might have misjudged my level of grief. I would have been one of those wearing a smile, a smile with little...
Every morning I wake up and put on a mask.
The mask makes everything seem all right,
But they don't know I cry at night.
The nightmares just won't go away.Featured Shared Story
I wear a mask every day. After my mother’s death, everyone thought I handled it the best. I cry at night and pretend I'm all right. My friends know the depressing story, and I know the guilty...
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
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