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,
Poem About Life Continuing After Death Of Son
It's true what they say, when a child is born,Featured Shared Story
My heart reaches out to you. I lost my youngest son, Shawn in December of 2013. He would have turned 30 this coming August 9th. Tears fall as I write this, it never gets easier. I talk to...
Poem Grieving Over Loss
in Grief Poems
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,Featured Shared Story
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...