Son Death Poems

Memorial Poems for Losing a Son

One of the most tragic and traumatic losses life can deal out to a person is the death of a son. The death of a son means the loss of more than just a precious life. It represents the loss of future experiences and future hopes. No parent is prepared for the loss of a child, and when it happens, their world is changed forever. The grief, guilt, and anguish felt are acute and lasting. Parents can find comfort in knowing that their grief and mourning are normal and that many other parents have lived through similar tragedies

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1. A Child Of Mine
- By Edgar Guest
This famous poem by Edgar Albert Guest (1881-1959) has been bringing comfort to grief stricken parents for years. Guest himself suffered the loss of two of his children. A Child of Mine is a popular poem to read at funerals of children. To lose a child is one of life's most awful experiences. Focusing on the gift of your few years together can bring a measure of comfort.

I will lend you, for a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.

I will lend you, for a little time,
A child of mine, He said.
For you to love the while he lives,
And mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years,
Or twenty-two or three.
But will you, till I call him back,
Take care of him for Me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you,
And should his stay be brief.
You'll have his lovely memories,
As solace for your grief.
I cannot promise he will stay,
Since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there,
I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over,
In search for teachers true.
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes,
I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love,
Nor think the labour vain.
Nor hate me when I come
To take him home again?
I fancied that I heard them say,
'Dear Lord, Thy will be done!'
For all the joys Thy child shall bring,
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness,
We'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known,
Forever grateful stay.
But should the angels call for him,
Much sooner than we've planned.
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And try to understand.
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2. Half Of My Heart Is Gone
- By Barbara J. Rouse
- Published: March 2018
The Heart Of A Grieving Mother

My son passed away at the age of 29 years old, and I felt inspired to write this poem in memory of Matthew. This poem comes straight from my heart -- a grieving mother's heart. I also wanted to share this poem with people who have lost a son and understand the unbearable pain that our hearts go through.

Son, I wish I could wake up and see you standing there.
Then I would know that it was just a nightmare.

Son, I remember when you were small and how you would hold my hand,

Son, I wish I could wake up and see you standing there.
Then I would know that it was just a nightmare.

Son, I remember when you were small and how you would hold my hand,
and as you grew older you became my best friend.

Son, I have 29 years of memories that I will treasure and keep safe in my heart.
We share a bond that time and distance can never break apart.

Son, oh how my heart aches so.
I would love to have you back and never let you go.

Son, where there was happiness,
now there is sadness.

Son, how I long to hear your voice and see your beautiful smile
and have you back for just a little while.

Son, until that day I see you again,
I will look to the sky and search among the stars for my son and best friend.

Love,
Mom
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3. A Picture Of You
- By Deborah Robinson
- Published: February 2011
Poem About Death Of 25-Year-Old Son

Tragically, on 9/29/10, my 25-year-old son suddenly collapsed and died. He had been on his own at the time, and it was 12 hours before he was found. It would have been instantaneous the Coroner told us. He wouldn't have known anything about it. I suppose that was said to give us some comfort, but how can you find comfort in the death of your child? I loved my son very much, and knowing I will never see him again is proving almost impossible to come to terms with.

I only have a picture now,
A frozen piece of time,
To remind me of how it was
When you were here and mine.

I only have a picture now,
A frozen piece of time,
To remind me of how it was
When you were here and mine.

I see your smiling eyes
Each morning when I wake.
I talk to you and place a kiss
Upon your lovely face.

How much I miss you being here,
I really cannot say.
The ache is deep inside my heart
And never goes away.

I hear it mentioned often
That time will heal the pain,
But if I'm being honest,
I hope it will remain.

I need to feel you constantly,
To get me through the day.
I loved you so very much.
Why did you go away?

The angels came and took you,
That really wasn't fair.
They took my one and only son,
My future life, my heir.

If only they had asked me
If I would take your place.
I would have done so willingly,
Leaving you this world to grace.

You should have had so many years
To watch your life unfold,
And in the midst of this,
Watch me, your Mum, grow old!

I hope you're watching from above,
At the daily tasks I do,
And let there be no doubt at all,
I really do love you.
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4. When God Comforted Me
- By Colleen Mclean
- Published: April 2015
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.

From heaven he was delivered
As a baby unto you,
When God said to me softly
I'm trusting you to do

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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5. Reality
- By Denise Tiburcio
- Published: February 2018
Unable To Sleep Because Of Grief

I lost my 1st child, my son, who was twenty. My heart is so broken that it feels like it doesn't beat. Sometimes I can't sleep, and writing about the pain helps me through the night and seems to be good therapy.

I have nightmares and can't sleep.
The loss of you is a wound so deep.

My mind recorded the times we had.

I have nightmares and can't sleep.
The loss of you is a wound so deep.

My mind recorded the times we had.
Knowing there will be no more memories makes me sad.

I struggle for answers to what went wrong.
I'll miss you my whole life, however long.

My world has changed to black and gray.
My tears come frequently every day.

I don't think my heart will heal.
I still can't accept that this is real.

Keeping you close is not enough.
Happiness and smiling is so tough.

I don't know who I am; I only know I'm not me.
A mother who lost her child is what people see.

How can I go on without you here?
Finding out there is no heaven is my greatest fear.

I'm trusting my God and the promises he said.
I picture a beautiful reunion in my head.

One more day, just one more time to hold my child
and ease my mind.

I hope you knew how much you meant
and how much I loved the child God sent.

My heart, my soul will never be the same.
I will always cry when I hear your name.

I can't erase the day you left; it will always haunt me.
A life cut short, a scream in the night, something not meant to see.

The wound I have from losing you is a wound like no other,
a broken heart of a grieving mother.

Tonight I can't sleep.
My pain's too deep
because I am missing you.
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6. In Time
- By Pam J. Pastirik
- Published: May 2016
Poem About Wanting Time To Heal Wounds

My son died in 2012. I am waiting for time to heal my broken heart, but I know that it will never mend. Many people use the cliché, "Things will get better in time," but that does not hold true for me right now. That is why I wrote this poem, in the hopes that others will relate to the notion of loss and time. Thank you.

Time cannot erase the sorrow and pain that I feel,
Nor can it make things better
Or force my heart to heal.

Time cannot erase the sorrow and pain that I feel,
Nor can it make things better
Or force my heart to heal.

Time is now a measure of the days since you've been gone,
Of getting by the best I can,
And trying to be strong.

Time should mend a broken heart.
That's what they say,
But time will never change the fact that you've gone away.
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7. I Love You, Son
- By Ambika Adhikari Tiwari
- Published: October 2008
Poem About Losing A Son

This poem is dedicated to our son, Bibek Tiwari, who left us at the age of 20 on June 1, 2008. He was a model and a caring son and brother for our family. We are so lonely without him. We love you, son!

My dear son, I miss you so much.
It keeps hurting; I can't stop crying.
My eyes always search for you in the sky.
My heart longs for finding you in the heavens.

My dear son, I miss you so much.
It keeps hurting; I can't stop crying.
My eyes always search for you in the sky.
My heart longs for finding you in the heavens.

My dear son, I love you so much.
I feel so empty without you.
I am so scared of my future without you.
My heart longs for being around you for my safety.

My dear son, you are my angel.
I still feel that you are caring for me from above.
I tell my broken heart that you are still watching me.
My heart longs for your care even from heaven.

My dear son, you are my protector.
I remember you when I feel lonely.
I talk to you when I break into pieces.
My heart longs for your support even from heaven.

My dear son, I was thinking I gave you life.
The reality is that you had given me life.
Without you and your presence, I can't exist.
My heart longs for your company in my heart until I exist.
Please be there in my heart.

I love you, son!
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8. A Tribute To Tyrone
- By Kily Dunbar
- Published: April 2009
Poem For Nephew's Funeral

I wrote this poem for my brother to read at his son's funeral. It was a very emotional day for us all. My nephew never got a chance to grow up; he was taken from us half an hour after he was born. We will always love him, and he will remain in our hearts forever.

No words I write could ever say
How sad and empty I feel today.
The angels came for you
Much sooner than I planned.

No words I write could ever say
How sad and empty I feel today.
The angels came for you
Much sooner than I planned.
I'll brave the bitter grief that comes,
And I'll try my best understand.
Why did you have to go away?
Why wasn't it right for you to stay?
In my heart you will always be.
I love you dearly and I know you'll watch over me.
What I'm suffering seems so unfair,
But one thing is for certain
My love for you will always be there.
My son you always will be,
The most important part of my heart's memory.
I'll cherish the moments I held you in my arms,
And I'm sure that if you had stayed longer,
You would have graced me with your charms.
A thousand words won't bring you back
I know because I've tried.
Neither will a thousand tears;
I know because I've cried.
Now you're up in Heaven
With the angels up above.
They will take my place for now,
And they'll give you all their love,
So go and rest in peace now,
My little boy so dear,
For all my love and memories
I will hold forever near.
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9. Until I Hold You Again
- By Annette G. Mahan
- Published: December 19, 2021
Mother Longing To Hold Her Lost Child Again

He was nearly twenty-two. Of course, he was my pride and joy--every mother says that. Daniel tried an opioid at a party. Six months later, after trying to get away from the drug with the help of his sister, he came to my husband and me and confessed that he needed help. We sent him to detox and rehab twice. He was fifty-four days sober and came home from rehab for Christmas. He was supposed to go back, but a "friend" left him a "Christmas present." He passed away that night.

I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter.
When you were a baby, I rocked you to sleep
and put you down because there was work to be done,

I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter.
When you were a baby, I rocked you to sleep
and put you down because there was work to be done,
but
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

Then you were a toddler;
you wanted to squirm and run,
so I put you down because you wanted to go have fun;
but
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

You grew and became a little boy,
and the times I could hold you became less and less
but still so dear.
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter
because I can't hold you anymore.

You grew to be a young man.
I wanted to hold you near
but you just wanted to run clear.
But
I should have held you longer,
I should have held you tighter;
I had no idea I wasn't going to hold you anymore.

Now I hold you longer, tighter in my heart for all eternity,
wishing and wanting more...until I hold you again.

To Daniel Vincent Mahan Love, Mom
January 7, 1997--January 3, 2019
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10. Precious Boy
- By Ilona M. Blake
- Published: June 2019
Condolences Poem For Losing A Young Son

My friend's child was just 6 years of age and drowned in a swimming pool. My poem is for him to know his mum, dad, and family will always love him and never forget him.

I'd like to offer my condolences
With a poem I'd like to share.
To all those suffering in this difficult time,
I say a little prayer.

I'd like to offer my condolences
With a poem I'd like to share.
To all those suffering in this difficult time,
I say a little prayer.

It is so hard for everyone
To think that you're not here,
Your happy face, your gorgeous eyes,
Your beautiful smile so dear.

Little Angel, precious boy,
Please spread your wings and fly.
God picked you as his new Angel
Up there in the sky.

It's times like this we question just
How could He let this be?
But He has a plan for each of us.
Sometimes it's just hard to see.

Who knows in heaven, there might've been
Little angels in need
Of a special friend just like you,
Someone to play with or to lead.

My heart goes out to your family,
Especially your mum and dad.
I can't imagine how they must feel.
It is just so terribly sad.

But rest assured they'll think of you,
Each day through and through,
And they will keep you close to their heart
In all they say and do.

So I encourage them to keep their faith
In this time that they grieve
To have courage, strength and be brave,
To continue to believe.

To see the signs you'll send to them,
To let them know you're near,
To keep your love alive forever
And bring them a little cheer.

So whenever they see a beautiful rainbow
High up in the sky
Or in the garden when they see
A graceful butterfly flutter by,

They will think of you, little one,
And you will all never be apart,
As you will always have a place
Nestled deep within their heart.

We'll look to the sky on a starry night
And search for the brightest star,
As we will know that will be you
Shining down from afar.

God bless you, our beautiful boy.
Fly high up above.
May you always keep on smiling,
And look after all those you love.

Little Angel, precious boy,
We all just want you to know
That you'll be safe in God's hands now
And be missed forever so.
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11. Long, Long Summer Day
- By Patricia L. Cisco
- Published: September 2018
A Mother's Grief

I write this poem with tears in my eyes and deep despair from the depths of my soul. I recently lost my youngest son suddenly on a summer morning this past July. Ever since, I am still existing in that same long day of sorrow and heart-piercing pain, a forever kind of grief that I now have come to know as a mother's grief. Although all grief is sorrowful and felt deeply, a mother's grief is so very different. I now know this to be true. I dedicate this for my loving Son, Chris. Love, Mom

With angels on this summer day,
you never woke; you slipped away.

Now day just dims into the night.

With angels on this summer day,
you never woke; you slipped away.

Now day just dims into the night.
I always wake in sorrow's light.

Your smile, your face, not in my sight.
Your precious memories I hold tight.

My son won't rise from this day on.
Time has stopped; my days don't dawn.

No, not a dream, I'm here to stay.
I cannot breathe past this long day when angels took my son away,

How is my life to carry on?
So empty since my son is gone.

A mother's grief, a window of tears.
Same long, long day into my years!

I pierce this veil of life and death
with purest love within my depth.

No, not a dream; I'm here to stay
within this long, long summer day.
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12. Life Goes On
- By Cheryl McDonald
- Published: August 2010
Poem About Life Continuing After Death Of Son

My 26-year-old son died from injuries from an auto accident and was an organ donor. The organ donor bracelets phrase, "Life Goes On," inspired me to write this on the 3rd anniversary of his death.

It's true what they say, when a child is born,
a mother's heart is no longer her own.
It runs and skips and giggles and grins,
And crawls in her lap for a kiss on the chin,

It's true what they say, when a child is born,
a mother's heart is no longer her own.
It runs and skips and giggles and grins,
And crawls in her lap for a kiss on the chin,
But where goes her heart, when that child is gone?
Is it true what they say, that life goes on?

A thousand ninety-five days, and the clock still ticks,
Three whole years, the months - 36.
Does the passage of time mean it should make sense?
Can loss be measured in time increments?
As I yearn for the day when I'll again see my son,
Is it true what they say, that life goes on?

I still breathe in and out and arise every day,
And work, and struggle, and yes, even play.
Things will get better, I've been told many times,
But "different" is the status for those left behind,
Time can't heal all wounds nor break all bonds.
Can it be true what they say, that life goes on?

In the air and wind, I feel your strong embrace,
And your kisses from butterflies that land on my face.
I see your smile in the beams of the sun,
The twinkle of your eyes now shines in Eden,
And I hear your laugh in the lyrics of song,
Is it possibly true, that life goes on?

It's strange to think that your heart still beats,
Inside some stranger, whom I'll never meet.
Does he know he carries a heart of gold,
From my sweet boy, who will never grow old?
So many lives saved by your own,
Yes - it's true what they say, that life goes on.
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13. A Letter To Brian
- By Carol Cooper
- Published: September 2016
Never Forget Your Child

My son passed away tragically on July 15, 2016, at the age of 32. My life has forever changed. They say you should always write a letter to loved ones who pass, so this one is for you, Brian.

Dear Brian,

Can you see me when I cry?
Do you know when I will die?

Dear Brian,

Can you see me when I cry?
Do you know when I will die?
Is it true you are always near?
Is it true you feel no fear?
Can you feel the pain I feel?
Is it true that time will heal?
Do you know that I miss you so much?
Is it true you are no longer here to touch?
Is it true we are still just one?
Will you always be my son?
Will I be with you someday?
Is death the only way?
Will you always live in my heart?
Will our souls never be apart?
Will you promise to rest in peace, my love?
Will you always be my angel up above?

Written from my heart with unconditional love,
Mom
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14. Michael
- By Bobbie J. Ripple
- Published: February 2006
Short Prayer Poem Of Comfort For A Child's Death

A short comforting prayer written in memory of a child's death. He has gone home to You.

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

Our son David Jones died November 12, 2009. When it was the one year anniversary of his death, we wanted to do something for him, so in our local paper we put a picture of him, and I wrote this with the help of a friend. Thank you for allowing us to share.

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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16. Waiting For Heaven
- By Patricia L. Cisco
- Published: November 2020
Loss Of My Beloved Son

On this journey of life, we try to live our dreams within reason. One of my dreams was to fall in love, get married, and have a family. When that dream came true, I felt blessed with my two precious sons. I felt there was nothing more I could wish for other than to keep my family safe and happy, healthy and together. What I never imagined is that our youngest son would go to Heaven before me. It's never the natural order to lose our children before us. Now I wait for Heaven, for my Chris.

Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.

Your very first breath of life, I was there.
Tiny miracle of God, you appeared,
overflowing with joy, my eyes cried a tear,
outstretching my arms to hold you so near.

You're part of me now, my heart and my soul,
more precious than pearls, diamonds and gold,
sweet baby of mine to love and to hold,
through my many years till I grow very old.

Filled with amazement as I watched you grow,
my child, my son, to the young man I'd know,
never believing one day you would go
to Heaven before me, "Please! Dear God, no!"

More treasured to me than air that I breathe.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave.
I don't want to stay here without you to grieve.
No, you were to stay and someday I'd leave!

I've no understanding why or how this can be,
my sweet son's in Heaven so soon before me.
Overflowing with sorrow, my eyes cry a tear,
outstretching my arms, though I can't see you here.

I know in my heart all the love that we share,
on my very last breath of life you'll be there,
with outstretched arms, I know you'll appear,
just waiting in Heaven to hold me so near.
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17. Loss
- By Richard Kalfus
- Published: January 2016
The Loss Of A Son And A Mother's Grief

Dedicated to Patricia Scott

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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18. Six Years Old Today
- By Lareee
- Published: August 2010
Killed By A Drunk Driver

I am a 44-year-old single mother with the last birdie about 3 years from flying the coop. I moved to Tennessee from Texas a year ago and have been inspired to write more than ever. Writing is a gift to me. It is not something that I have ever practiced, but a gift from God that he uses to tell other people.

He would be 6 years old today, Daddy's little man,
Mama's little cuddle bug and Grammy's little ham.
I should be baking a cake today, chocolate's what he'd crave.
Instead I'm buying flowers to place upon his grave.

He would be 6 years old today, Daddy's little man,
Mama's little cuddle bug and Grammy's little ham.
I should be baking a cake today, chocolate's what he'd crave.
Instead I'm buying flowers to place upon his grave.
He'd have started school this year, we'd all have made a fuss
I'd planned to video his first trip on the bus.
I'd planned on being room mom, to fill his heart with pride,
Instead I am in counseling, dealing with this void inside.
After 12 years and 7 doctors, we finally had our son!
And we thanked God every day for that special little one!
He had my sense of humor, his daddy's handsome face,
He liked frogs and mud and rocks, and he loved to win a race.
We would give everything we own to have him back alive...
I BEG you, read and think of this,
BEFORE you drink and drive!
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19. For The Need Of You
- By Deborah Robinson
- Published: February 2016
Poem About Missing Son

This poem is another dedication to my son, Liam, who died tragically last September. Since his death, I have found little comfort in anything apart from putting my feeling down on paper and conveying my thoughts to him in this way. I will never forget him, and I look forward to the day we will be together again.

I need you to touch,
I need you to see,
I need you so much,
I need you with me.

I need you to touch,
I need you to see,
I need you so much,
I need you with me.

My life feels so empty,
My heart feels so cold.
I need you beside me,
I need you to hold.

Why were you taken?
I ask that each day,
But no one will answer,
I therefore now pray.

I pray that you're happy,
I pray that you're safe,
I pray that I'll hear you,
And that I have faith.

That's all I have now
I have to believe
In life beyond this one,
We all must achieve.

Come to me, Liam,
And whisper my name.
Tell me you're happy,
and I'll be the same.

My life at the moment
Is empty and dark.
The light that once shone
Has gone out in my heart.
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20. Passing Time
- By Deborah Robinson
- Published: November 2019
The Time That Has Passed Since My Son's Death

I wrote this poem 8 months after my son's death. His story accompanies a poem I wrote that is as already on this web site called "Picture Of You." That poem along with this relays the feelings that only a grieving mother would understand. I hope you agree.

I close the door on yet another day.
It's been over eight years now since you went away.
It now seems like forever since I last saw your face.
Time ticks on at a startlingly pace.

I close the door on yet another day.
It's been over eight years now since you went away.
It now seems like forever since I last saw your face.
Time ticks on at a startlingly pace.

If only I could turn back the hands of time
And bring you back home to when you once were mine,
To hold you close and out of harm's way.
Whatever happened on that fateful day?

If I had only been with you,
If I had only been there,
Just maybe your future
Could have turned out to be fair.

My mind goes over all that has been.
Why did this happen? Why could I have not seen.
For as your mother, I should have known
And not just at the end of a telephone.

If you had never have left, if you had stayed with me,
Maybe our lives might have been as others will be.
Some people might say that it's time to move on,
But my life seems so empty now that you're gone.

Where do I go, and what do I do?
For Liam, I really do so much love you
In my heart and my head there is still so much pain,
For a huge empty space in my life now remains.

My prayers that I say every night are for you.
I pray that you're with me in all that I do,
And when my time here has come to an end,
It's you that the angels I hope will then send.
To take me back home and light up my way,
And from then to forever, I'll be with you each day.
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15. David, We Miss You!

Our son David Jones died November 12, 2009. When it was the one year anniversary of his death, we wanted to do something for him, so in our local paper we put a picture of him, and I wrote this with the help of a friend. Thank you for allowing us to share.

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Dedicated to Patricia Scott

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