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HEARTBROKEN by Mom

As I wake up every morning

My heart breaks again and again

You're the first thing on my mind

Happy life has been left behind.

 

I miss your smiles, your hugs,

The way you made me laugh

We have lost so much

Now that you have passed.

 

I can't believe your gone

The pain is much to bear

I think of you always

It's just so unfair.

 

You were far too young

No chance to mature

You would have been a great dad,

For that, I am sure.

 

A part of me died too

I would happily go in your place

I'll never understand why

It has to be a mistake.

 

I'm trying to survive

The best that I know how

I wish I could have you back

It's too late for that now.

 

My son, I'll always love you

I'll meet you there someday

Until that time shall come

In my heart you'll stay.

 

 

My Grandson Cameron by Nanny

My heart aches when I think of you

A part of me is lost.

Your years on earth were far too few

All who love you feel the cost.

Such joy you brought into my life,

Your love refreshed anew.

No chance to ever take a wife,

A tragic loss of one so true.

To you I write this letter,

To the boy, almost a man.

One day we'll be together

In God's Great Promised Land.

 

 

The Loss of a Child

For some people life can be so unfair

You have no right to complain unless you’ve been there

The loss of a child is too much to bear

Why do only some people have to suffer such loss?

It ruins one’s life, too much of a cost

So much has been lost, our future together is gone

Life’s lessons are hard but I didn’t need to learn

I already knew life’s too short, live each day to the fullest

I had a great life until this

People say “Life’s not fair” but what do they know

Their complaints so pointless, they don’t have a clue

Their losses so trivial compared to the loss of a child

You only have the right if you do know

Mothers, I’m speaking to you if you’ve lost a child you bore

You’ve lost your soul, only you could know

A loss such as this makes me constantly cry

A loss such as this makes me want to die

A loss such as this, I hope you will never have to know

 

By Wendy

 

It Doesn’t Make Sense

By Wendy Bieberle

 

Each and every single day

I prayed for my children to be okay

But it didn’t matter, it still happened to me

One of my children died you see.

 

Now people say “You just need to pray”

“God will heal your pain.”

It just doesn’t make sense to me

I prayed for my child to remain.

 

Some people say “God needed him more”

“He knows what He is doing”

If that be the case then let’s just erase

Your children from all you are doing.

 

Are you saying my child was taken

Because he was more special than yours?

What you don’t understand is if God did this to me

Then forever He will be scorned.

 

Bad things happen to good people

But that is not always perceived

I’m tired of the people who say they love God treating me badly

I have been deceived.

 

ALONG THE WAY  by Cameron's Mom

It’s year nine since you left this plane

The years of love turned to years of pain

For great grief is the reciprocal of great love

When your child flies home to the sky above

It’s taken its toll, I feel an old soul

There is much I have learned along the way

I can stay stuck and angry and bitter

Or I can live for me and you and be better

Seeing the beauty in the little things

Helping the others through the pain

Being there for family, friends and even strangers

Hoping others have learned about the dangers

Making a difference, there are always choices

Learning to overshadow the darkness and voices

It takes patience and determination

To choose the path of dedication

Honoring a life loved beyond your own

Lighting the way til I get home

REMEMBERING

Go ahead and mention my child,

The one that died, you know.

Don't worry about hurting me further,

The depth of my pain doesn't show.

 

Don't worry about making me cry,
I'm already crying inside.

Help me to heal by releasing

The tears that I try to hide.

 

I'm hurt when you just keep silent,

Pretending he didn't exist.

I'd rather you mention my child,

Knowing that he has been missed.

 

You asked me how I was doing.
I say "pretty good" or "fine".

But healing is something ongoing

I feel it will take a lifetime.

~ By Elizabeth Dent ~

 

 

My Mom is a Survivor
My mom is a survivor,
or so I've heard it said.
But I can hear her crying
when all others are in bed.
I watch her lay awake at night.
and go to hold her hand.
She doesn't know I'm with her
to help her understand.
But like the sands upon a beach
that never wash away...
I watch over my surviving mom
who thinks of me each day.
She wears a smile for others,
a smile of disguise.
But through Heaven's open door,
I see tears flowing from her eyes.
My mom tries to cope with my death,
to keep my memory alive.
But anyone who knows her
knows it's her way to survive.
As I watch over my surviving mom
through Heaven's open door...
I try to tell her that
Angel protect me forevermore.
I know that doesn't help her,
or ease the burdens she bears.
So if you get a chance, call to her
And show her that you care.
For no matter what she feels,
my surviving mom has a broken heart
that time won't ever heal.
~K. D'Ormeaux

  

 

LIES

My Mom, she tells alot of lies
she never did before.
From now until she dies,
she'll tell a whole lot more.
Ask my Mom how she is
and because she can't explain,
She will tell a little lie
because she can't describe the pain.
Ask my Mom how she is,
She'll say "I'm alright."
If that's the truth, then tell me,
why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mom how she is,
she seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see
nor the strength to yell.
Ask my Mom how she is,
"I'm fine, I'm well, I'm coping."
For Gods sake Mom, just tell the truth
just say your heart is broken.
She'll love me all her life,
I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask her how she is
she'll lie and say she's fine.
I am here in Heaven.
I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you don't listen,
Hug her and hold her near.
On the day we meet again,
we'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say, "You're lucky to get in here, Mom
with all the lies you told!"
- Author unknown

    

Wendy Bieberle January 25, 2017
 
Nine Years

It’s year nine since you left this plane

The years of love turned to years of pain

For great grief is the reciprocal of great love

When your child flies home to the sky above

It’s taken its toll, I feel an old soul

There is much I have learned along the way

I can stay stuck and angry and bitter

Or I can live for me and you and be better

Seeing the beauty in the little things

Helping the others through the pain

Being there for family, friends and even strangers

Hoping others have learned about the dangers

Making a difference, there are always choices

Learning to overshadow the darkness and voices

It takes patience and determination

To choose the path of dedication

Honoring a life loved beyond your own

Lighting the way til I get home

Added by Mom June 1, 2009
 
"Don't Steal My Grief"

Another poem I ran across by Faye McCord, TCF Jackson, written in loving memory of her son, Lane.

 

Don't try to make me feel better,

By quipping your cute jokes.

Don't try to rob me of my pain,

When I need it as my cloak.

I know you probably think,

You're doing me a favor,

But what you don't understand,

Is that my sadness is my savior.

Don't try to steal my right,

To express my grief in my own way.

You see, I lost my child,

And grief is the price that I must pay.

I need to feel the hurt and pain,

As it beats inside my chest.

Don't try to steal my grief,

When it's the only feeling I have left.

 

 

Added by Mom June 1, 2009
 
A poem I found called "The Cocoon"

Written by Brigid, Christine's Mom, TCF Broome County Chapter

 

I've wrapped myself in...

with the pain and despair.

No way out...don't really care.

Sequestered and weary...

alone, by choice?

I scream in my head...

no one hears my voice.

Yes, their ignorance is very much their bliss.

Yet...what do I want from them?

See, they can't ever miss her like I do.

They can't know this anguish, it's true...

Not in this life, would I ever want them to.

To feel the depth, the ever-present hole...

the irreplaceable puzzle piece...

that seeps into my soul...

That place, that part...

where she used to be, is there forever...

It's what's left...

of what used to be me.

 


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