1. My Early Morning Visit
I took a walk this morning
Just as the sun began to rise,
And the inky clouds encompassed her
And cluttered up the skies.
The act of creating a poem is a memorial for one who has passed away. It is an act of spirituality. A memorial tells the world that while our loved one may be gone his or her spirit lives on. This individual will forever be tied together in the circle of life. Our Loved One's life mattered and continues to matter. Their acts of goodness and courage will never be forgotten. A memorial is a way to remember a loved one forever.
I took a walk this morning
Just as the sun began to rise,
And the inky clouds encompassed her
And cluttered up the skies.
Dear Aaron,
Your comment is so touching. I wish you could share the melody with me. I'm just so happy that you can hear that melody and have paid such a beautiful tribute to my words by...
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I lost you all those years ago,
But memories don't fade; they grow.
Your special day will always be
One that means so much to me.
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Remember me with laughter, for I loved to make you smile.
I'll be that funny thought you haven't thought of in a while.
Remember me when sunshine is streaming on your face;
the warmth that you are feeling is me and my embrace.
When I remember you, I remember the first time we met.
I look back at our time together with absolutely no regret.
When I remember you, I remember the first time I looked into your eyes.
If I could have one wish in life,
That wish would have to be
That God would take away my pain
And send you back to me.
I am a mother and a grandmother. The Bible teaches us that no sin is greater than another because of forgiveness. I believe the same with sorrow. None greater or less than another. It's in...
You walk beside me every day.
You're here in all I do and say.
At night I close my eyes and pray
To someone who took you away.
Love it, hits the right notes for me as a recent widow. It beautifully expressed my thoughts.
Fragile is a single life the brave so freely give.
Bound for immortality, their souls will surely live.
Death, don't be proud for what you took, they freely gave away.
Their quest for freedom far outweighed the fear that you convey.
Famous Poem
Do not stand
By my grave, and weep.
I am not there,
I do not sleep-
It's what we want to believe. We don't cry because our loved one is dead, we cry because we won't ever see or talk to them again and we will miss them. We are crying for ourselves. Someone...
Imagine if I was given one moment,
just a single slice of my past.
I could hold it close forever,
and that moment would always last.
Today, October 9th, I came across your poem. I was filled with so many emotions and could not communicate my feelings. I lost my late husband to lung cancer. He was 48 years old. Today would...
I think about you all the time,
And every day it hurts to cry.
So much has happened in my life.
I'm not sure how hard to try.
I loved my grandmother so much. She passed away last month from a brain tumor, and she was just 70. When he was ill for the past year and doctors declined to operate on her, I was afraid each...
A beautiful garden now stands alone,
missing the one who nurtured it,
But now she is gone.
Her flowers still bloom, and the sun it still shines,
The day my sister passed, she knew it was coming. I did my daily routine and left work. I wouldn't take breaks. Instead, I'd take my sister to dialysis or go home to cook so she could take...
Graves of those once loved in times gone by,
Quietly lying in rows beneath the Earth's sky;
Such a peaceful place of many deep sorrows,
Where the living walk among solemn rows,
I have done a lot of genealogy research and have visited quite a few cemeteries. Some of them were small and very old, and some of them neglected. I took up genealogy to discover my roots and...
You ask me to stay, if
Only for one more day.
I wish I could, but it's time for me
to go.
Lovely poem, Diana. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Your face frozen in blissful eternal sleep now.
As I kiss you goodbye on your cold brow,
A last tearful glance as you're taken away.
There was nothing anyone could do or say.
My sister just loss someone and compared them to a butterfly which shows us "what a soft touch is like and the beauty of what love could be, but after a short time in our lives they die. So...
Beautiful. I love lighting candles. It takes me back to when my mother was here. We laughed together, we cried together, but most of all she was here and we loved each other and always told...
I woke up to see the bright Connecticut sky.
My mom came in with a holiday twinkle in her eye.
She helped me get dressed and the morning flew by.
I wonder what you really thought
And what was on your mind
The answers to those questions
You never seemed to find
Within my heart beats a separate pulse
With a rhythm all its own.
It comforts me in my times of need
And keeps me from feeling alone.
Dear Mother, I've so much to tell you,
I wouldn't know where to begin.
There's so much I've learned in the years since you've gone,
How I long to just see you again.
I feel a warmth around me,
like your presence is so near.
And I close my eyes to visualize
your face when you were here.
I wrote this for my grandmother who just passed away from cancer. She was one of my best friends! I'm lost without her!
I can't believe this is happening. There's no way this can be true....