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When My Grief Was New by Ferna Lary Bury my head in the sand til my heart no longer cries for there’s no pain like the pain you feel when a loved one dies. Bury my heart in the ground til the very last moment in time, for there’s nothing left inside me to give, no poems left in me to rhyme. Bury my soul in the sea till the waters turn into clay, for there’s nothing left to hope for now that my love has gone away. Bury my hopes and dreams and my laughter and smiles, too, for there’s no one left on the face of this earth that cares if I ever do. Bury me last but not least in the grave by my loved one’s side, and let peace return to this lonesome beast since my loved one died. Along Grief’s Journey I hear little children laughing and the sound brings my soul such pain. Yet I know in my heart that life goes on and I must learn to live again. Some days I stay so busy I don’t even realize you’re gone. Then there are all of those other days when I feel like I can’t go on. Sometimes I think I dreamed you… that you never existed for real. You’ve been gone so long and I’m just not strong for my life has become surreal. They tell me it’s time to let go and build a new life without you. But the builder is weak and I can’t even speak and I don’t know what else to do. How long will this pain last, Lord? How many tears have I already cried? It seems like forever since my world fell apart when my loved one died. Peace in My Soul It was such an awesome day and I stopped to stare up at the sky. My heart skipped a beat as I heard you speak when you asked the angel, “Why?” “I wrote ‘I love you’ in the sky as big and as plain as can be. How can she stand down there and look up here and still not be able to see?” The clouds were broken and thin, and swirled randomly through the air. I searched and strained at all that remained of the swirls of white still there. The angel’s voice was soft and low as I smiled and raised my brow, and I heard her say in the strangest way “She’s starting to see it now.” There’s a bittersweet peace in my soul and a sense of awesome pride knowing you’re up there writing words in the air, and our love has never died. |
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I hope you don't mind me adding to your poem list MG... Remember by Christina Rosetti Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad. Remember Me - author Unknown To The living, I am gone To the sorrowful, I will never return. To the angry, I was cheated. But to the happy, I am at peace. And to the faithful, I have never left. I cannot be seen, but I can be heard So as you stand upon a shore, gazing at a beautiful sea - remember me. As you look in awe at a mighty forest an its grand majesty - remember me. As you look upon a flower and admire its simplicity - remember me. Remember Me in your hearts, your thoughts and your memories of the times we loved, the times we cried, the times we fought, the times we laughed. For if you always think of me, I will never have gone. |
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To Remember Me--A Poem by Robert N. Test Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face, or love in the eyes of a woman. Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain. Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play. Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week. Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk. If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weaknesses, and all prejudice against my fellow man. Give my sins to the devil. Give my soul to God. If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you. If you do all I have asked, I will live forever. |
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A Letter From Heaven Ferna Lary Mills I felt your soft touch and heard your mournful cry. You knew I was leaving, but you couldn't grasp "why". You held onto my hand, your heart heavy with gloom, As I passed from this lifetime and rose up from the room. It happened so quickly, in the blink of an eye. My heart was too weak. No strength for "goodbye". You saw it, I know, how the light drained from my face, But you missed HIS great GLORY as it lit up the place. I yearned so to hold you and say, "It's okay", But HE took my hand and said, "Let's be on our way." Please don't grieve for me now, love, for I have not died. HE just put out this lamp for my dawn has arrived. Though I'll miss you intensely, as I know you'll miss me, HE has places to take me, and wondrous things I shall see. I've been reborn to a place you can't now understand; A place of Glory, and Peace, nestled in HIS right hand. Yet I'll be with you always, only a faint breath away. My love shall be with you every moment...every day. And although I don't know yet every step of HIS plan, Rest secure in the knowledge that we WILL meet again! |
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If Tears Could Build A Stairway If tears could build a stairway And memories were a lane We could walk right up to heaven And bring you back again Our hearts still ache in sadness And secret tears still flow What it meant to lose you No one will ever know. But, now we know you want us to mourn for you no more.To remember all the happy times, life still has much more in store. Since you'll never be forgotten, We pledge to you today. A hallow place within our hearts Is where you'll always stay. ~Author Unknow~ Thank you, Nicole
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