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  1. 21. Passing Time

    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.

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    Today would have been my son's 35th birthday. We had just lost my little sister suddenly on Nov 7, 2018. After her funeral, I flew to Norfolk, VA, to spend Thanksgiving with my daughter. I...

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  3. 22. One Year Less

    There is no word, no label, no identifying moniker,
    I am not a widow, not an orphan, not childless,
    But one child less.
    One less open laugh and little boy giggle,

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    Robert, I hope you and your family found some peace together through this difficult month. I know what it is to do CPR and not have it be enough. I've also had those horrible nightmares and...

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  5. 23. I'm Sorry Mom

    A departed son's Message to his Mom and Dad reassuring them that he is in heaven and they shouldn't be in so much pain.

    • By Zonda Davis
    • Published: June 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I'm sorry mom, for the things I put you through
    I'm sorry mom, for not doing the things you wanted me to do
    I'm sorry mom, for leaving you so soon
    I'm sorry mom, for that call you got that afternoon

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    So sorry for your loss. I am a mother of a daughter who also committed suicide. My husband and I are now raising her oldest daughter, and the 3 younger ones are with their dad. What was sad...

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  6. 24. All I Know Is

    I am a bereaved mother and grandparent. I lost my son October 23, 2008, and granddaughter June of 08. My heart hurts. I have 2 other kids; they are wonderful.

    • By Tina Pielstick
    • Published: December 2010 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    All I know is...I will always miss my son and long for him.
    All I know is...one minute I'm together and the next I'm falling apart.
    All I know is...my heart hurts all the time, and it has never felt whole since the day he died.
    All I know is...the tears won't stop filling up my eyes, soaking my pillows or staining my face.

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    This poem touched my soul. You see, I lost my son, Joshua, December 29, 2022. He was hit crossing in the crosswalk by two cars. Then just 14 days after his death, I lost my daughter, Nicole,...

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  7. 25. Here I Stand

    On April 3, 2008 my only child, Tyler, hydroplaned in his car and hit another vehicle. It was storming very hard that day, so Life Flight was unable to land. It happened less than 2 miles from our home. Tyler died at 6:37 that night from multiple blunt force trauma. He had an 18-month-old son of his own at this time. His name is Kainen and he is a replica of his father! I think of Tyler every minute of every day and I always will. I miss my baby boy so very much!

    • By Shannon Foreman
    • Published: October 2013 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Here I stand the fourth year at your grave,
    Still trying to accept the decision God made.
    I drive myself crazy for a hint or a clue
    Of why at nineteen He had to take you.

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    Lost my son December 28, 2019, age 42. He had just gotten a Coleman mini bike to take to his dad's ranch for a fun thing to ride there. He was just testing it out up and down our long county...

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  8. 26. The Handing Over

    • By Lisa Willhite
    • Published: May 2010 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I stand before a vision so dreadful
    knees weakened and shoulders, oh so weighted
    reliving life, becoming regretful
    for I questioned what God had since fated

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    My son Brian, I miss you every day, I wish so bad you could of stayed for just one more day. I will forever love you. I wish I could of gotten the chance to tell you that I love you and I...

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  9. 27. A Life Lost

    July 31, 1997, a date that is seared in my memory, the date our son Philip died in an auto accident. It's been 13 years, but the pain still returns when you least expect it. Phil was a month away from his 18th birthday and had just graduated high school, with honors. We know we will see him again. Praise God.

    • By Charles Vince
    • Published: August 2012 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Our son isn't home, where could he be?
    It's after midnight, and the doorbell rings.
    Who could be calling, he has a key.
    A man in uniform, we see him through the glass.

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    My son, Les, passed away on October 2, 2000, and I will never stop missing him. I know he is in the room of angels. His Dad left December 27, 2001, which I have accepted, I think, but I miss...

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  10. 28. Kenn

    I lost my only child at the age of 27 years. I could be bitter and even though I'm very sad, I thank God for giving me those 27 years with such a wonderful son.

    • By Carolyn
    • Published: March 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I know that my son has passed away
    But I will love him until my dying day.
    So please listen to my memories every now and then.
    Family and friends, please allow me to talk about Kenn.

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    My 32-year-old son, my only child, was killed in a motorcycle accident 7 months ago. As sad as I am to find myself without him for the rest of my life, I am greateful that he had a chance to...

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  11. 29. His Words Set Me Free

    I lost my nephew in June of 2006. He was skateboarding and didn't put a helmet on. He hit his head, and he was gone 24 hours later. He was my sister's only child. She often says that she isn't a mother anymore. Please put a helmet on your child. He was 16 when he passed. We still have sorrow! It doesn't go away. If you have a child who skateboards, put a helmet on them please!

    • By Michelle
    • Published: August 2008 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I've held it in
    Not sure why
    But I've not been able to cry

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  12. 30. Jonathan's Krakatoa

    Jonathan suffered from depression, but we never knew how bad. He was only 40 and worked with me in our family business for 17 years. One day he was late for work - he was never late for work. We tried calling his mobile and sent text messages, but all with no reply. We went around to his house and his car was outside. I banged on the door and his little dog was running round inside, but still no answer. We managed to get in and went upstairs, but he was already dead with a cable around his neck.

    • By Paul J. O'Brien
    • Published: April 2018 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    I was a lonely island with rough seas all about,
    No airstrip to let people in and no harbor from which to get out.
    Storms pounded my shores and crops failed on my land.
    A broken boat with no oars, no escape could be planned.

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  13. 31. My Green-Eyed Soldier Boy

    My 23-year-old son died in a car accident 3 years ago. I wrote this poem in the first weeks after his death. I would be tortured at night as I tried to sleep, and these poems would come to me line by line and nag me until I would get up in the middle of the night and put them on paper. This one took about 10 minutes to write.

    • By Angela D. Ebanks
    • Published: January 2017 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    Cherubic cheeked, an explosion of curls
    Even as a toddler, you had all the girls
    Milk teeth so perfect, like tiny white pearls -
    My green-eyed soldier boy.

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    I'm still hear, Mama. Can you hear my voice? I love you. I'm just resting on the resort God gave me. I'm a strong man. I'm not scared. God gives the strong one a plan. I love you, Mama, and I...

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  14. 32. Leaving Tears

    My son, Steven, recently died in a motorcycle accident. We had just returned from Germany, full of old trees and castles. What a time we had! I was a firefighter for 30 years and have seen many bad things. But seeing my own son dead put me into fireman mode again. It was difficult to find a pathway to grieving. Always being strong, burying one's feelings, has its downside. Even the strongest tree can break under the worst storm. I've found poetry as one path to feel and share my deepest loss.

    • By Lawrence J. Bach
    • Published: July 2013 by Family Friend Poems with the permission of the Author.

    The mourning, misty oak leaves weep.
    Warm dew drops falling from them sweep
    Across cold stones in salty streams,
    Spent tears for Steven's broken dreams.

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    We lost our son Steven in July 2011 to cancer. He was happy with no signs of an illness until an accident led us to the ER - from there we found the tumor. Then the diagnosis, Neuroblastoma,...

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