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Words for the Journey

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

I had a dream, this past May

Where I sat  in the park in great dismay

Dark clouds loomed above me,

with I in despair,

My life  was ending with no repair.

 

The news unfathomable,

how could this be?

My son had CANCER!

Life no longer carefree.

 

As I cried at that table,

Knowing our lives at  an end

I prayed for a miracle 

And is it one  YOU did send? 

 

Just then the clouds parted

the sun started to shine.

Blue skies  were present 

And life had a rhyme. 

 

And As I looked upwards,

They BOTH appeared.

It was quite unexpected,

And a little unclear.

 

In surprise at the sight,

who was apart of this plight

I wiped at  my tears 

and  stared at the two. 

A peace over came me

And then I knew. 

 

The dream was a message ,

So  out of the blue

Our lives intertwined,

maybe to see grief through?

 

 It's clearer to me

Why our paths they did cross.

All Those years ago,

It's to do ,

with all  that we 've lost.

 

Where we have been

And how we will grow.

Lean on each other

 What the journey would show. 

 

 More interesting to me now;

 was revealed WHY we met.  

Life had arranged it

and  fate had it set.