Members cameronsmom1 Posted October 17, 2008 Members Report Share Posted October 17, 2008 I thought it would be neat if we made a forum where we could share poems for loss. It could be one that you wrote or just one that you've found and really liked. I hope you will share your poetry with us and can find comfort in everyone else's. Thanks, Amanda Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted October 17, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted October 17, 2008 I wrote this for my son's funeralOur GoodbyeWe never thought we'd say goodbye before we got to say hello We have so many questions but there's things we'll never know Everything happens for a reason and although it isn't fair We all wish that we were with you there It hurt so much to know that there was nothing we could do And we never got the chance to spend our time with you There will always be a place for you in everybody's heart And that's our way of knowing we'll never be apart So many people loved you although you never met But there's little things about you we never will forget Your brother may not understand but he did love you so And when it comes the time we'll help him to let go It's so hard for me and daddy to have to say goodbye And hard to think about you and try not to cry You're a beautiful baby boy and we wish you could have stayed But we will try to be strong and we'll take it day by day This is our goodbye although it's the last thing we want to do So rest in peace our baby boy we will always love youLove MommyWritten By: Amanda Wittner Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted October 17, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted October 17, 2008 [align=center]Me and Mommy[/align][align=center] [/align][align=center]I’m really sorry son that you didn’t get to stayBut I know that there’s some reason that you had to go awayIt isn’t normal and isn’t right the way you had to leaveBut me and mommy know it’s the way it had to beWe won’t forget you baby, me, mom, and CamAnd it’s so hard for us that we never held your handBut we love you always son and never forget we doAnd even though we couldn’t go we will always be by you You are such a great part of us that cannot be replacedAnd me and mommy will never forget your beautiful faceSo go in peace our little man and be strong all the wayWe know you will cause me and mommy made you that wayWe don’t know how to say goodbye and wish you could have stayedMe and mommy hope so much that you understand our wayOf saying goodbye and letting you go the way that you had toBut me and mommy won’t forget you bubba and will always love and miss you[/align][align=center]Love Daddy[/align][align=center]Written By: Jeremiah Wittner[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted October 17, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted October 17, 2008 Dear Brayden,Every night I lay in bed and I think of youWondering how things would be if this nightmare wasn’t trueSometimes when I wake up I swear I hear your cryBut all there is is silence and my heart crumbles insideYou would be 10 weeks old if you were here todayI’m still so hurt inside that you didn’t get to stay Me and dad are trying to accept what we can’t changeI hide my hurt with laughter, he covers his with rageWe’ve tried to move on and live our normal lifeBut you’re suppose to be here and we know this isn’t rightWe wanted you so bad and this isn’t fair at allWhy can’t I hear you try to talk or watch you learn to crawlI still have all your things as if you’re coming backI was so prepared but you’re the only thing I lackCameron talks about you every now and thenBecause like us he knows where you should have beenI miss you more and more each day and I always willAnd I know no matter what that all this is for realBut we will be together someday, you, cam, dad and meWe love you so much Brayden, Love your mommyWritten By: Amanda Wittner Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cassies Posted October 28, 2008 Members Report Share Posted October 28, 2008 This is the poem I wrote for Tanner on the day he died and it was read at his funeral.[align=center]Our BabyAs your grow my little one, I know you are there.I feel you every second of every day.We cannot wait to meet you.Here you are new to this world. Such a precious child you have become.You have grown up to be such a blessing in our family.As we watch you and Cooper fight and play we knowyou are our little Mighty Mouse.But Good took you away from us today.Why does our little Mighty Mouse have to go now?He has so much to live for.Not now God; not ever.God has taken you away because He knows you will be better off with Him.God has given us a little Guardian Angel and his name is Tanner.October 8, 2008Love, Mommy[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted October 28, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted October 28, 2008 It's beautiful! I'm so glad you are writing because it helps so much. Keep it up. I hope to hear more from you on down the road. It is nice to look back from the first thing you wrote and see how far you've come. Amanda Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted December 11, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted December 11, 2008 Since heaven has become your homeI sometimes feel I'm so alone;And though we now are far apartYou hold a big piece of my heartI never knew how much I'd grieveWhen it was time for you to leaveOr just how much my heart would acheFrom that one fragment you would takeGod lets this tender hole remain,reminding me we'll meet again,and one day all the pain will ceaseWhen He restores this missing pieceHe'll turn to joy my every tearwith thoughts of you I hold so dear,and they'll become my special wayto treasure our Reunion Day. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members azsummer2003 Posted December 11, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 11, 2008 [align=center]What is Normal after your child dies?[/align][align=center]Original poem by Tara & Heath Carey Normal is having tears waiting behind every smile when you realize someone important is missing from all the important events in your family's life. Normal is trying to decide what to take to the cemetery for Birthdays, X-mas, Hanukkah, Thanksgiving, New Years, Valentine's Day, July 4th and Passover. Normal is feeling like you can't sit another minute without getting up and screaming, because you just don't like to sit through anything anymore. Normal is not sleeping very well because a thousand what if's & why didn't I's go through your head constantly. Normal is reliving the accident continuously through your eyes and mind, holding your head to make it go away. Normal is having the TV on the minute you walk into the house to have noise, because the silence is deafening. Normal is staring at every boy who looks like he is Taylor's age. And then thinking of the age he'd would be now. Then wondering why it is even important to imagine it, because it will never happen. Normal is every happy event in your life always being backed up with sadness lurking close behind, because of the hole in your heart. Normal is telling the story of your child's death as if it were an everyday, commonplace activity, and then seeing the horror in someone's eyes at how awful it sounds. And yet realizing it has become a part of your "normal." Normal is each year coming up with the difficult task of how to honor your childs's memory and their birthdays and survive these days. And trying to find the balloon or flag that fit's the occasion. Happy Birthday? Not really. Normal is my heart warming and yet sinking at the sight of something special Taylor loved. Thinking how he would love it, but how he is not here to enjoy it. Normal is having some people afraid to mention my son, Taylor. Normal is making sure that others remember him. Normal is after the funeral is over everyone else goes on with their lives, but we continue to grieve our loss forever. Normal is weeks, months, and years after the initial shock, the grieving gets worse, not better. Normal is not listening to people compare anything in their life to this loss, unless they too have lost a child. Nothing compares. NOTHING. Even if your child is in the remotest part of the earth away from you - it doesn't compare. Losing a parent is horrible, but having to bury your own child is unnatural. Normal is taking pills, and trying not to cry all day, because you know your mental health depends on it. Normal is realizing you do cry everyday. Normal is being impatient with everything and everyone but someone stricken with grief over the loss of their child. Normal is sitting at the computer crying, sharing how you feel with chat buddies who have also lost a child. Normal is not listening to people make excuses for G-d. "G-d may have done this because…" I know Taylor is in "heaven," but hearing people trying to think up excuses as to why a fantastic young man was taken from this earth is not appreciated and makes absolutely no sense to this grieving mother. Normal is being too tired to care if you paid the bills, cleaned the house, did the laundry or if there is any food. Normal is wondering this time whether you are going to say you have two children or one child, because you will never see this person again and it is not worth explaining that Taylor is dead. And yet when you say you have one child to avoid that problem, you feel horrible as if you have betrayed the dead child. Normal is asking G-d why he took your child's life instead of yours and asking if there even is a G-d. Normal is knowing you will never get over this loss, not in a day nor a million years. Normal is having therapists agree with you that you will never "really" get over the pain and that there is nothing they can do to help you because they know only bringing back your child back from the dead could possibly make it "better." Normal is learning to lie to everyone you meet and telling them you are fine. You lie because it makes others uncomfortable if you cry. You've learned it's easier to lie to them then to tell them the truth that you still feel empty and it's probably never going to get any better -- ever. And last of all... Normal is hiding all the things that have become "normal" for you to feel, so that everyone around you will think that you are "normal." [/align][align=center]The above poem was originally written by Tara and Heath Carey after they lost their daughters Violet and Iris in 2002 when natural gas caused their apartment to explode. I have taken the liberty to rewrite and change parts of the poem to fit it more to Taylor's personality. I hope you are able to apply the same techniques to this poem to help you remember your child. [/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members hotrod Posted December 11, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 11, 2008 LoriAgain Thank You That Poem said it allBetty Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted December 11, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted December 11, 2008 azsummer2003,That is great. I am going to copy it and put it in my blogs on myspace because everyone always wonders what is normal after losing a child. When will I go back to normal? Maybe this will help them understand that this is the new normal. Thanks, Amandawww.myspace.com/dedicatedtoourangelbabies Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members azsummer2003 Posted December 11, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 11, 2008 You're welcome. I'm not sure there is a "normal" for us. I certainly don't feel normal any more..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members mpsmom Posted December 11, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 11, 2008 What a true poem, thank you ...............Warm HugsMarcia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members mpsmom Posted December 11, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 11, 2008 I 'd like to share a prayer Bethany's Dad read at her 'Celebration of life" I give you this one thought to keep --I am with you still -- I do not sleep.I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on the snow,I am the sunlight on ripened grain,I am the gentle autumn rain.When you awaken in the morning's hushI am the swift, uplifting rushof quiet birds in circled flight.I am the soft stars that shine at night.Do not think of me as gone -- I am with you still --- in each new dawn. Bethany is part Native American , we thought this appropriate Marcia Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted December 15, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted December 15, 2008 [align=center]My Mom Is A SurvivorMy Mom is a survivor,or so I've heard it said.But I can hear her crying at nightwhen all others are in bed.[/align][align=center]I watch her lay awake at nightand go to hold her hand.She doesn't know I'm with herto help her understand.[/align][align=center]But like the sands on the beachthat never wash away...I watch over my surviving mom,who thinks of me each day.[/align][align=center]She wears a smile for others...a smile of disguise!But through Heaven's door I seetears flowing from her eyes.[/align][align=center]My mom tries to cope with deathto keep my memory alive.But anyone who knows her knowsit is her way to survive.[/align][align=center]As I watch over my surviving momthrough Heaven's open door...I try to tell her that angelsprotect me forevermore.[/align][align=center]I know that doesn't help her...or ease the burden she bears.So if you get a chance, go visit her...and show her that you care.[/align][align=center]For no matter what she says...no matter what she feels.My surviving mom has a broken heartthat time won't ever heal[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members lolynbo Posted December 17, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 17, 2008 A Whisper From HeavenThey say that life is fleetingI know that this is trueI left this world so quicklyWith no goodbye to you.I know how much you miss meYour tears fall ever lightThe pillow where you lay your headIs wet with them at night. I know your heart is hurtingThe words we left, unsaidI love you’s, left unspokenAre spinning in your head.The strength that I have carriedThat served to make you wholeRemains to make you strongerWithin your grieving soul.For you see, while you were weepingOn the day I passed awayAt the gravesite near the flowersWhere my loved ones knelt to pray.An angel came to see meShe took me by the handShe led me to a kingdomIn a very distant land.As I look down from heavenAnd see you standing thereYour heart so ever burdenedWith more grief than it can bear.I long to bring you comfortI long to give you peaceI long to hold you closelyCause all your tears to cease.The joy I’ve found in heavenGoes far beyond compareThe love that’s so elusiveCan be found here everywhere. The light is softly shiningThere’s no storm clouds here or rainThere’s no teardrops found in heavenThere’s no suffering, there’s no pain.You needn’t be so troubledStay close to God and prayThat someday we’ll be togetherOne bright and glorious day.So my love, you shouldn’t questionMy dear you need not cryI’ve gone to be with JesusI really didn’t die. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members lolynbo Posted December 18, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 18, 2008 A heart of gold stopped beatingTwo shining eyes at restGod broke our hearts to prove to usHe only takes the best Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members cameronsmom1 Posted December 18, 2008 Author Members Report Share Posted December 18, 2008 [align=center]My DreamYou came to visit me last night; I woke up to your cryI looked around for Cameron but it was you right by my sideI picked you up so gently, and held you oh so closeIt seems you come to visit just when I need you mostI carried you to the living room so that we could playI wanted Cameron to wake up; I wondered what he’d sayYou showed me that you learned to crawl and sit up by yourselfAnd just like your big brother you went straight to the movie shelfI got on my computer to show you pictures of everyoneYou pointed and yelled bubba every time you saw CameronMy heart just melted I can tell you love him very muchI took you to his room so that he could feel your touchHe was snuggled to the teddy bear you left behind for himYou kissed him on the cheek over and over againWe went back to the bedroom and I knew our time was throughSo I laid down and wrapped my arms so tightly around youI know I was only dreaming but I love how real it seemsAt least I get to see you even if only in my dreamsWritten By: Amanda Wittner[/align] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Members lolynbo Posted December 20, 2008 Members Report Share Posted December 20, 2008 MERRY CHRISTMAS FROM HEAVENI STILL HEAR THE SONGSI STILL SEE THE LIGHTSI STILL FEEL YOUR LOVE,ON ACOLD WINTRY NIGHTSI STILL SHARE YOUR HOPESAND ALL OF YOUR CARESI"LL EVEN REMIND YOUTO PLEASE SAY YOUR PRAYERSI JUST WANT TO TELL YOUYOU STILL MAKE ME PROUDYOU STAND HEAD AND SOULDERSABOVE THE CROWDKEEP TRYING EACH MOMENTTO STAY IN HIS GRACEI CAME HERE BEFORE YOUTO HELP SET YOUR PLACEYOU DONT HAVE TO BE PERFECT ALL THE TIMEHE FORGIVES YOU THE SLIPIF YOU CONTINUE THE CLIMBTO MY FAMILY AND FRIENDSPLEASE BE THANKFUL TODAYIM STILL CLOSE BESIDE YOUIN A NEW SPECIAL WAYI LOVE YOU ALL DEARLYNOW DONT SHED A TEARCAUSE IM SPENDING MYCHRISTMAS WITH JESUS THIS YEAR. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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