Poem -
STILL....in my hand....
I wouldn't have minded
so much
If you'd told me... if you'd said...
Mam, see you soon
Cos I'm going to be dead
I'm just emigrating over
But I'll still be around
And I love you mam... hugs...
Cos I know you'll be sound
But you didn't and you can't
You just woke one day dead
And I didn't say
I LOVE YOU, so
It never got said, and
You never said goodbye
You just walked off the earth,
So I'm lost and I cry son for all
I once birthed
And you didn't take your mobile
It's here still in my hand
And where are you boy cos I
don't understand
Where you've gone
M P 25/8/21
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Ohhh...this tugged my heartstrings so hard they broke. How cruel life is to allow us a feeling of completeness only to snatch it away. Steal it away like a thief in the night. I know you wouldve told him many times that you loved him. I know you would've shown him how much he was loved each and every day.
Now, the whole poem is brilliantly written but these words here really got to me. It is when I read these words that my straining heartstrings went "snap"
Lots of love and hugs 🤗🤗🤗💕💕 x
'A feeling of completeness only to snatch it away' that's it exactly Tina...and I know your empathy comes from your own great losses... so many many hugs lovely lady ❤❤
Well written, very sad….🙁🙁
Thankyou lovely man x
If I could change just one single thing today .. it would be to take away for good, both the need and the reason you ever felt compelled to poem such a beautiful, heartfelt and emotionally charged dedication Marion .............. N x
Thankyou for your beautiful words N....so many hugs to you 💕
You are more than merely welcome .. & sentiment well n truly reciprocated :) x
I feel so much bitterness in this beautiful yet heart wrenching poem. When last words are denied and all that's left is emptiness and questions that can't be answered. I wish with all my heart I could go back in time for you. Change it all. Its just so bloody sad my friend. And wrong, so wrong that you suffer
hugs ❤
Aw Gwen...writing helps sooooo much!!! When I've tried to tell people I don't know where he is they start to sneakily pulling mobiles out of pockets wondering whether to phone for the men in white coats!! When I tell them that he is so alive in my head the shock wave of his death hits like a hammer blow every minute of every day...they think I should get myself 'seen to' for 'complicated' grief!!! What's complicated Gwen? Nothing...it's just all shit!! Thanks love for your empathy and understanding which comes from your own great loss... many hugs ❤❤❤
Hugs ❤ People always want to fix you. But you can't fix something eternally broken. Grief changes you. I am glad writing helps. It has been my greatest counsellor
Lots of love to you 💖xx
That is it exactly...writing is a great councellor...a dialogue with soul...💖