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Words for the Journey

Discover a sanctuary of perspectives, tools, and shared experiences written for people living with grief.

I remember the day, that you were born. 

You came to take the world by storm.

A zest for life, a smile to share

A giggle , a laugh - none could compare.  

 

Forever, I thought you would be here;

Bringing love and bringing cheer. 

But God said no, to my baby boy; 

Took him from me , My life, my joy. 

 

"Bring him back" I plead, I yell; 

Forever more , I am  doomed  to hell. 

Its how it feels, to a mother's heart; 

How it is , now that we must part. 

 

God decides or is it fate?

Is it luck  as doctors state?

 

All I know, my baby boy;

Cancer robbed me of lifes big joy. 

To  watch you play, to see you grow;

To see you marry,  and what you'd sow. 

 

Memories , sweet memories,

that is what I have ;

An urn  some ashe,

But not my lad. 

 

I could be uplifting,

Could be enlightened 

Could be happy,

But no - just frightened. 

 

Your death hurts deeply  to all who remain

Forever more , our lives  have changed.

One day this numbness  they say will subside.. 

Until that happens, I will cry. 

 

(19 weeks and counting - Steven 2005) 

 

 

 

 

 

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 My Baby Boy,  My Life My Joy