Members angelzone Posted September 24, 2007 Members Report Share Posted September 24, 2007 The Dash Poem by Linda EllisI read of a man who stood to speakAt the funeral of a friendHe referred to the date on her tombstoneFrom the beginning to the end.He noted that first came her date of birthAnd spoke of the following date with tearsBut he said what mattered most of allWas the dash between the years.For that dash represents all the timeThat she spent alive on earthAnd now only those who loved herKnow what that little line is worth.For it matters not how much we ownThe cars, the house, the cashWhat matters most is how we live and loveAnd how we spend our dash.So think about this long and hardAre there things you'd like to change?For you never know how much time is left,That can still be rearranged.If we could just slow down enoughTo consider what's true and realAnd always try to understandThe way other people feel.And be less quick to anger,And show appreciation moreAnd love the people in our livesLike we never loved before.If we treat each other with respect,And more often wear a smileRemembering that this special dashMight only last a little while.So, when your eulogy is being readWhith your life's actions to rehashWould you be proud of the things they sayAbout how you spent your dash? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guests Guest Guest Posted October 12, 2007 Guests Report Share Posted October 12, 2007 I wrote this poem during one of the long sleepless nights following my son Joshua's death. He drowned in a little spillway which is usually calm and has a fun little slide all the local kids play in. The water was apparently super high that day due to a release of water from a resevor miles away. We have reason to believe he might have been dared or pushed in by a friend. The friends who were there have changing stories and things don't add up but I know they never meant for him to die that horrible day. Guilty!It's my fault he diedI let him goif only I had knownI would have said noGuilty!I'm the one who mentioned a dareIt's my fault he's goneIt just isn't fairGuilty!I should have saved himjumped right in afterI just wasn't brave enoughto fight off disasterWhere oh Lord does the fault lieWhy oh why did Joshua die?Which of us is guiltyWho takes the blamesomeone must be responsiblefor the horrible pain"My children, None of younot parent nor friendcan take the blamefor this boy's earthly end Joshua's taskshere on earth were completeI called him hometo spend eternity with meOh my child don't you see?There is no better placefor Joshua to beI know you will miss him;he was a part of your lifeBut his rewards in Heavencould no longer be deniedNow Joshua is happy and freeHe is bouncing and jumping for joyhere with MeDo not cry for Josh-there is no needbut look to yourselves and assess your own needsDo you know me child?? I am Jesus the LordI am your creator, I am the WordI am calling for you right now don't you see?-to learn and discover more about meJoshua's life has planted the seedfor you to be born again unto meAdmit you can't do it.You can't get Life rightmistake after mistake...sin holds you tightThen look to Me just like Joshua didand believe I am God's sonmake the choice to put me first as your LordI promise I am the oneYour sins will be forgivenyour life will be just rightfor the tasks that I will give youYou will be able to fight the good fightAnd when your tasks are completeI will call you home to MeAnd Joshua will be there tooto enjoy your company" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members wyomingsal Posted November 10, 2007 Members Report Share Posted November 10, 2007 [align=center]The Earth lost all its color the day you went away[/align][align=center]I look around and all I see are different shades of gray[/align][align=center][align=center][/align][align=center]If I to traveled up to space [/align][align=center]and looked in the rear view mirror[/align][align=center]The Earth would be as pale as the moon[/align][align=center]Without you living here.[/align][align=center][/align][align=center][/align][align=center]The forests dull, fields turning brown[/align][align=center]All I know each day is that you're not around.[/align][align=center][/align][align=center][/align][align=center]Bright orange poppies?? Amazing color you might see...[/align][align=center]But even they look faded... [/align][align=center]insignificant to me.[/align][align=center][/align][align=center][/align][align=center]Where did the beauty go? Why can't I see it?[/align][align=center]Why did the world fade away. [/align][align=center][/align][align=center]It doesn't look the same, you know[/align][align=center]Without you here. [/align][align=center][/align][align=center]Everywhere I look [/align][align=center]I see only that you are not there. [/align][align=center]Your sparkle and luster gone from my world. [/align][align=center][/align][align=center][/align][align=center]So I wait....[/align][align=center][/align][align=center][/align][align=center]I can't imagine how much brighter Heaven is today[/align][align=center]Since you took all the colors from Earth with you...[/align][align=center]The day you went away.[/align][align=center][/align][align=center][/align][align=center]Green vibrant and alive [/align][align=center]Red full of energy[/align][align=center]Yellow bursting with warmth and fun[/align][align=center]Blue beautiful and endless and the sea.[/align][/align][align=center]All faded without you.[/align][align=center]Now...only gray[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members jordansproudmom Posted November 28, 2007 Members Report Share Posted November 28, 2007 What an amazing comfort this poem gave me! I lost my son Jordan, 8 days after you wrote this poem. Jordan loved Jesus too. He was killed in a ATV accident ,driven by someone who was drunk. The road before me is a long one. Only with Jesus holding my hand am I able to take each step. Thank you for that little bit of comfort! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members mamicandace Posted September 10, 2009 Members Report Share Posted September 10, 2009 My name is Candace Carman. I am very glad that my poem offered you comfort at a time in your life. After pregnancy loss, I was extremely sad and wrote my words down to "get them out of my head". It helped some and although I lost my child, I am glad that my loss and words were able to help others. Thank you for caring so much to post my poem. Now the author is not unknown. Mommy's Little One[align=center]by Candace Carman [/align][align=center]None of these poems are perfect enough,[/align][align=center]For A little baby who’s mommy misses so much.[/align][align=center]The words just don’t seem to be right,[/align][align=center]They don’t ease my pain or make my heavy burden light.[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center]They aren’t right on paper or in my head,[/align][align=center]Because mommy can’t deal with the fact her little one’s dead.[/align][align=center]You see precious one, mommy’s really sad and upset,[/align][align=center]My little one’s gone and I can’t move on yet.[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center]My baby had toes, eyes, feet and ears,[/align][align=center]Every time I remember I shed tear after tear.[/align][align=center]The doctors listened and looked,[/align][align=center]And said, “We’ve stared hard at his heart and it just won’t beat.” [/align][align=center] [/align][align=center]See the doctors couldn’t be right,[/align][align=center]My baby’s not gone he’s just fallen asleep.[/align][align=center]We sat and we looked, but you never woke up to tell mommy hello,[/align][align=center]To say mommy I’m here, please don’t give up hope, don’t let me go.[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center] No movement or sound to say mom I’m okay,[/align][align=center]So they took you from me, they took you away.[/align][align=center]Night after night, and day after day, mommy can’t got to sleep,[/align][align=center]Mommy can’t say goodbye, she doesn’t believe,[/align][align=center]That mommy’s little baby’s in heaven and it’s now time to grieve,[/align][align=center]For the loss of her baby she never could see.[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center] Don’t think mommy does not love you or miss you so bad,[/align][align=center]Mommy still loves you, mommy’s so very, very sad.[/align][align=center]See you’ll always be my little baby that I carried inside,[/align][align=center]I love you so much, you’re my joy and my pride.[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center]Baby, mommy is trying to tell you she loves you,[/align][align=center]But there are no words to say, [/align][align=center]How much your mommy will miss you day after day.[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center]These words still just aren’t nearly perfect enough,[/align][align=center]For the little baby who’s mommy misses so much.[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center]A note to my little one:"Be sweet little one, sleep tight and goodnight, if you can't go to bed ask God to leave on a small light.Mommy will see you soon, you don't have to be scared, if you need me little one, mommy's heart is with you, I'm always right there." [/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members mamicandace Posted September 10, 2009 Members Report Share Posted September 10, 2009 My name is Candace Carman, Thank you for letting my words comfort you. I am sorry for your loss. [user=16088]mymakai[/user] wrote: this one has helped me in so many ways.Mommy's little one NONE OF THESE POEMS ARE PERFECT ENOUGH, FOR A LITTLE BABY WHO'S MOMMY MISSES SO MUCH.THE WORDS JUST DON'T SEEM TO BE RIGHTTHEY DON'T EASE MY PAIN OR MAKE MY HEAVY BURDEN lightTHEY AREN'T RIGHT ON PAPER OR IN MY HEAD,BECAUSE MOMMY CAN'T DEAL WITH THE FACT HER LITTLE ONE'S DEADYOU SEE PRECIOUS ONE, MOMMY'S REALLY SAD AND UPSETMY LITTLE ONE'S GONE AND I CAN'T MOVE ON YET.MY BABY HAD TOES, EYES, FEET AND EARSEVERY TIME I REMEMBER I SHED TEAR AFTER TEAR.THE DOCTORS LISTENED AND LOOKED, AND SAID "WE'VE STARED HARD AT HIS HEART AND IT JUST WON'T BEAT"SEE THE DOCTORS COULDN'T BE RIGHT, MY BABY'S NOT GONE HE'S JUST FALLEN ASLEEP.WE SAT AND WE LOOKED, BUT YOU NEVER WOKE UP TO TELL MOMMY HELLOTO SAY MOMMY I'M HERE, PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP HOPE, DON'T LET ME GO.NO MOVEMENT OR SOUND TO SAY MOM I'M OKAYSO THEY TOOK YOU FROM ME, THEY TOOK YOU AWAY.NIGHT AFTER NIGHT, AND DAY AFTER DAY, MOMMY CAN'T GO TO SleepMOMMY CAN'T SAY GOODBYE, SHE DOESN'T BELIEVE, THAT MOMMY'S LITTLE BABY'S IN HEAVEN AND IT'S NOW TimeTO GRIEVE,FOR THE LOSS OF HER BABY SHE NEVER COULD SEE.DON'T THINK MOMMY DOES NOT LOVE YOU OR MISS YOU SO BAD,MOMMY STILL LOVES YOU, MOMMY'S SO VERY VERY SAD.SEE YOU'LL ALWAYS BE MY LITTLE BABY THAT I CARRIED INSIDE, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, YOU'RE MY JOY AND MY PRIDE.BABY, MOMMY IS TRYING TO TELL YOU SHE LOVES YOU,BUT THERE ARE NO WORDS TO SAY,HOW MUCH YOUR MOMMY WILL MISS YOU DAY AFTER DAY.THESE WORDS STILL JUST AREN'T NEARLY PERFECT ENOUGH, FOR THE LITTLE BABY WHO'S MOMMY MISSES SO MUCH.Author unknown. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members mamicandace Posted September 10, 2009 Members Report Share Posted September 10, 2009 [user=16088]mymakai[/user] wrote: and another one of my favoritesA note to my little one:"Be sweet little one, sleep tight and goodnight, if you can't go to bed ask God to leave on a small light.Mommy will see you soon, you don't have to be scared, if you need me little one, mommy's heart is with you, i'm always right there." unknownAuthor, Candace Carman. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cousin2anangel Posted October 10, 2009 Members Report Share Posted October 10, 2009 Lost my cousin Lucas in 2000. We burried him on his 6 Month Birthday. He fought Cancer for 5 days...I write poems all the time not only for Lucas but for other Angel families aswell. This one I did write for Lucas.MadissenI was getting very tired, I knew it was almost time to go, the Angels were near me, with their beautiful glow.The told me not to be afraid, that they will take me home,to a place with no more pain, straight to Gods Heavenly Throne.So I left my body on Earth, as my spirit was set free, I felt no more pain in my body, and went to sit on God's knee.He told me everything will be alright, that I was part of his big plan, that he needed me for something greater, so my life up in Heaven began.So mommy please don't be so sad, & daddy please try to understand,God has a special plan for us all, when we meet in his heavenly land.Written By Madissen L (July 2009) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cousin2anangel Posted October 10, 2009 Members Report Share Posted October 10, 2009 Another Poems for Lucas...[align=center]Its Been To Long...Its been to long since we have seen your face,our hearts are so broken we feel out of place.Everything has changed since you went away,Your smile, laugh & love is missing everyday.We wish you were still here & never had to go,its so hard to be here & not watch you grow.Wondering what you would be like today,But now all we can do is pray.Pray you are happy & healthy above,and that your getting so much love.Pictures of you always make us smile,and we try & remember that your only gone for awhile.We will see your face agan in Heaven so high,when we finally get the chance to fly to the sky.Lucas never forget that we love you so much,and we are forever missing your touch.So fly high sweet boy & spread those wings,and we will see you someday with the King of all Kings.Written By Madissen LevesqueMay 19, 2009(DO NOT TAKE)[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members mikesmum Posted October 10, 2009 Members Report Share Posted October 10, 2009 Maddison - Beautiful words, written from the heart for one who now soars.......thanks for sharing. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Members mfskguy Posted November 5, 2010 Members Report Share Posted November 5, 2010 Hi... I saw the email inviting members to participate here. Last year I wrote this poem / song about the journey I've been on. My parents both died while I was a child more than four decades ago, and this process of writing poetry was still quite therapeutic. The poem ends with my life's mission of encouraging the friends and family of deceased parents to write letters for the surviving children - Memories for Surviving Kids ( http://www.mfsk.org )When I was ten I kicked the football high,While the trucks of Tonawanda all drove by.There were people all surrounding me,But the ball was all that I could see.The smell of streets in spring still makes me cry.When I was forty my best friend Michael died.Another casket with children by it’s side.I wondered if they’d have a scent,Reminding how those next days were spent.The smell of streets in spring still makes me cry.When I was forty five I thought I’d try,To help kids like me and Michael’s clarify,Who those parents were that left so fast,From the folks that knew about their past,So listen up, and give this plan a try.Write letters for the kids that cry,Don’t let your memories pass them by,Their curiosity is often shy.Write stories about the time you spent,The what you loved, the where you went.They’ll be reasons to smile and look up high.A man that knew my mom gave it a try.Five pages of his memories had arrived.I’m forty nine and I’m full grown,But the boy with the ball was no longer alone.Suddenly, it felt good when I cried.Write letters for the kids that cry,Don’t let your memories pass them by,Their curiosity is often shy.Write stories about the time you spent,The what you loved, the where you went.They’ll be reasons to smile and look up high. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members jazzyswag Posted November 5, 2010 Members Report Share Posted November 5, 2010 I just reached the two year mark since I lost my daughter. I wrote this poem last year. I hope it is uplifting to someone as it has encouraged me. TamekiFlying Six months it has been, since your heavenly departure.But it seems like only yesterday, we shared a laugh together.Princess Jas, royalty in the upper room. You were my child, precious to me, eventually becoming the teacher instead of the student.On March 10, a beautiful day in 98, I met my true self in your light brown eyes.The times we spent, always in my mind, forever immortalized in my thoughts.Yours and your brothers’ well being has always being and will forever beA priority….But it was on that dark day October 27, 2008 and I truly found myself.The essence of my being was brought forth, the “me” that was lost, was now found.A new prize in the wake of the ashes was claimed, love for self.Now more obvious than before… the lesson you came to teach was finally learned.Now that you’ve departed, I have been afraid.To fly like the eagle I was created to become.But I finally understand that it’s not flying that is the skill that has to be masteredIt was always and is ...leaping.Now you’ve returned to your heavenly nest, and your mission completed.I could only smile with bitter tears in my eyes.Because in the short time we’ve had on Earth…you saved my life. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members ModKonnie Posted November 7, 2010 Members Report Share Posted November 7, 2010 I just reached the two year mark since I lost my daughter. I wrote this poem last year. I hope it is uplifting to someone as it has encouraged me. TamekiFlying Six months it has been, since your heavenly departure.But it seems like only yesterday, we shared a laugh together.Princess Jas, royalty in the upper room. You were my child, precious to me, eventually becoming the teacher instead of the student.On March 10, a beautiful day in 98, I met my true self in your light brown eyes.The times we spent, always in my mind, forever immortalized in my thoughts.Yours and your brothers’ well being has always being and will forever beA priority….But it was on that dark day October 27, 2008 and I truly found myself.The essence of my being was brought forth, the “me” that was lost, was now found.A new prize in the wake of the ashes was claimed, love for self.Now more obvious than before… the lesson you came to teach was finally learned.Now that you’ve departed, I have been afraid.To fly like the eagle I was created to become.But I finally understand that it’s not flying that is the skill that has to be masteredIt was always and is ...leaping.Now you’ve returned to your heavenly nest, and your mission completed.I could only smile with bitter tears in my eyes.Because in the short time we’ve had on Earth…you saved my life.Jazzyswag,What an inspirational, thoughtful and deeply poignant poem. I am so very sorry about your daughter. I think your poem will encourage others. It's a very positive message that others will be able to relate to. Thank you for sharing it with us.ModKonnie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members ModKonnie Posted November 7, 2010 Members Report Share Posted November 7, 2010 Hi... I saw the email inviting members to participate here. Last year I wrote this poem / song about the journey I've been on. My parents both died while I was a child more than four decades ago, and this process of writing poetry was still quite therapeutic. The poem ends with my life's mission of encouraging the friends and family of deceased parents to write letters for the surviving children - Memories for Surviving Kids ( http://www.mfsk.org )When I was ten I kicked the football high,While the trucks of Tonawanda all drove by.There were people all surrounding me,But the ball was all that I could see.The smell of streets in spring still makes me cry.When I was forty my best friend Michael died.Another casket with children by it’s side.I wondered if they’d have a scent,Reminding how those next days were spent.The smell of streets in spring still makes me cry.When I was forty five I thought I’d try,To help kids like me and Michael’s clarify,Who those parents were that left so fast,From the folks that knew about their past,So listen up, and give this plan a try.Write letters for the kids that cry,Don’t let your memories pass them by,Their curiosity is often shy.Write stories about the time you spent,The what you loved, the where you went.They’ll be reasons to smile and look up high.A man that knew my mom gave it a try.Five pages of his memories had arrived.I’m forty nine and I’m full grown,But the boy with the ball was no longer alone.Suddenly, it felt good when I cried.Write letters for the kids that cry,Don’t let your memories pass them by,Their curiosity is often shy.Write stories about the time you spent,The what you loved, the where you went.They’ll be reasons to smile and look up high.What a great idea, and a wonderful poem! I am always so amazed at how clever, bright and inspiration people can be during their darkest time. Thank you for sharing this with us, and please come back as often as you'd like.ModKonnie Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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