You took a piece of me with you the day you left,
leaving me unable to catch my breath.
This isn't how it was supposed to be!
The world carries on like nothing has happened, but not me.
I'm stuck in this uncomfortable place of pain that no one can see.
I ask God to bring you back as I fall to my knees.
Tossed to and fro in a raging tide of emotion;
without you, I'm just so lost and broken.
I can still hear you calling my name,
then reality sets in and I'm reminded my life will never be the same.
Out of the corner of my eye I see you there, but when I turn to look, you fade away.
What I wouldn't give to just have one more day.
One more day to hold your hand
and to watch you live your life as you planned.
One more day to sing our song, "Close To You,"
and listen to you sing it to your son too.
I think about all the things I'll miss,
your smile, your laugh, your kiss.
I don't know how to make it through this,
when all I want is to call it quits.
As I look into your little boy's eyes, I know I have to carry on
so I can tell him about his mom.
I'll tell him how much you loved him and how you couldn't wait for him to be here.
Because of him, I know you will always be near.
My little girl has gone,
but to her little boy I will continue to sing our song.
The Loss Of A Daughter
It was on that early morning of Saturday 19th May 2018 when I had just part ways with her then someone came calling me to rush back home from work. On reaching the doorstep, I couldn't...
Our Song
Published by Family Friend Poems May 2019 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
Jodi is the daughter of an Army Sergeant who taught her love and respect for her country. He’s the reason she started writing. When she found out the month of May is Military Appreciation Month, she started sending “thank you for…” messages every day that were in relation to his service.
One of those messages was her...
Sonia,
I can't imagine the pain you and your family have suffered. I am so sorry for loss of your precious daughter. Those glimpses of her in your grandchildren, where you can almost see her there are precious reminders and yet still sting because she isn't there. I am praying for you and your family.