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For Manchester
- Published: March 2018
Poem About Uniting Together Against Terrorism

in Current Events Poems

We can't but feel utter shock,
and we're emotionally drained.
Yet deep within our sadness,
some unity is gained.

We can't but feel utter shock,
and we're emotionally drained.
Yet deep within our sadness,
some unity is gained.

Wherever we may come from,
and no matter our belief,
we stand tall as a nation.
We are united in our grief.

They were parents with young children.
They were adults and just a teen.
They were an uncle, aunt, and cousin,
and all the family in between.

So in regards to reason,
we can search and take a look...
No religion condones murder.
It's not in any holy book!

Our loved ones may have fallen
due to the extremity of sin.
But our strength will not be broken,
and TERROR will never win!
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My Memory Library

Top 100 99
- Published: September 2009
in In Memory Poems

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.

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.

I'd put the moment in a safe,
within my heart's abode.
I could open it when I wanted,
and only I would know the code.

I could choose a time of laughing,
a time of happiness and fun.
I could choose a time that tried me
through everything I've done.

I sat and thought about what moment
would always make me smile.
One that would always push me
to walk that extra mile.

If I'm feeling sad and low,
if I'm struggling with what to do,
I can go and open my little safe
and watch my moment through.

There are moments I can think of
that would lift my spirits every time.
The moments when you picked me up,
when the road was hard to climb.

For me to only pick one moment
to cherish, save and keep
is proving really difficult,
as I've gathered up a heap!

I've dug deep inside my heart,
found the safe and looked inside.
There was room for lots of moments;
in fact, hundreds if I tried.

I'm building my own little library,
embedded in my heart,
for all the moments spent with you
before you had to part.

I can open it up whenever I like,
pick a moment and watch it through.
My little library acts as a promise;
I'll never ever forget you.

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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...

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To Fill Her Heart With Hope
- Published: March 2008
Poem About Grief And Loss Of A Husband

in Husband Death Poems

She got up this morning,
sun shining through the blind.
She took a look in the mirror,
and something crossed her mind.

She got up this morning,
sun shining through the blind.
She took a look in the mirror,
and something crossed her mind.

You weren't there to see her wake.
She didn't see your smile,
for when she does, she feels like
her days are all worthwhile.

She went into work today,
kids running through the halls.
She looked at plans for tomorrow
and is sad when nobody calls.

She got in her car to go home today.
On the radio she heard a song;
it reminded her of you
and how hurtful it is you're gone.

She went out with a friend tonight,
smiled and wore a brave face,
for all she really wants in life
is to have you in this place.

She gets a daunting feeling,
one that won't disappear.
What's the point in all of this?
What's the point when you're not here?

She went to sleep that night,
tried to prepare for the days ahead.
If she looks real careful,
you're there on your side of the bed.

Stroke her hair and tell her
that no matter what life throws,
you have a love like no other;
in death it continues to grow.

She got up this morning,
sun shining through the blind.
She took a look in the mirror,
and something crossed her mind.

You WERE there to see her wake,
and she could see your smile,
and when she did, she realized
you're only absent for a while.

She closes her eyes and in the dark,
she knows she'll see you again.
The only thing that troubles her
is not being able to say when.

For now, she must be patient,
and one day her time will come,
and you'll be there to take her hand
and safely guide her home.
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This wonderful morning I woke up realizing you're two hours away, sick, and unable to play. I said my prayers and begged God to keep you safe and to heal all your strife and illness away. A...

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For What It's Worth

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Published on 04/22/20

Sarah B Blackstone

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Sarah B. Blackstone, London
7 years ago

Shanzy....my absolute pleasure. Thank you so much for taking the time to inform me that my poem meant something to you. That alone means more to me than you'll ever know. Kindest Regards, Sarah Blackstone

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Sarah B. Blackstone, London
7 years ago

Alita... I'm so sorry to hear of your loss. I apologise even more for taking so long to reply to your lovely message regarding my poem. I have had so many issues regarding copyright. My poem was sadly posted by others that claimed it as their own words... This is something that didn't bother me but meant I couldn't respond to you (and others) until the issue was resolved (sad but true). I honestly hope that you did use my words on the plaque like you wished to do. From the inner depths of heart, I'd have had no objections to you doing so. In fact, I'm absolutely overwhelmed that my words could mean so much.I'm hoping that my lack of response didn't stop you from going ahead with the plaque anyway. Either way, I'm sending you my kindest regards. With love, Sarah Blackstone

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Sarah B. Blackstone, London
11 years ago

Wow..... still shocked by the responses from people far and wide.
Anyone is welcome to use my poem as they wish, I just ask that my name is left underneath so I have the privilege of being a help during a sad situation..... I am genuinely elated that my words have been a comfort to anyone.
Thank you :-) x

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Sarah B. Blackstone, London
12 years ago

Thank you all for your lovely stories regarding my poem. I didn't realize so many people would enjoy it.
I'm planning on adding more of my poems soon.
I like to make people smile inside, if only for a moment.
Thanks again.
Sarah Blackstone

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