Poems and Quotes

 

 

Grief is a tidal wave that over takes you, smashes down upon you with unimaginable force, sweeps you up into its darkness, where you tumble and crash against unidentifiable surfaces, only to be thrown out on an unknown beach, bruised, reshaped... Grief will make a new person out of you, if it doesn't kill you in the making. Stephanie Ericsson

 

When we are feeling as if there is no way out, nothing to look forward to,
and we're anticipating only days and days of emotional agony ahead of us,
we need to recognize that we are not alone.
There are many others who have been through grief and are not living their lives and functioning as capable, loving people in the world.
We will join them one day...and will, in the future,
live a life that is not governed by wrenching emotion.

When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no rites in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not too long
And not with your head bowed low,
Remember the love that we once shared,
Miss me - but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone,
It is all part of the Master's plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart,
Go to the friends you know
And bury your sorrow in doing good deeds,
Miss me - but let me go.

Annonymous

Time does restore to us our quiet joy
in the spiritual presence of those we love,
so that we learn to remember without pain,
and to speak
without choking up with tears.

But all our lives we will be subject
to sudden small reminders
which will bring all the old loss back, overwhelmingly.

I Still Miss You

© By Damaris Calderon

It's been some time, since you've been gone
I thought by now, I would be strong
I think of you, and shed my tears
I wonder who, will still my fears.

Your memories remain, inside my heart
My soul it seems, to be torn apart
You told me secrets, I hold so dear
I only wish, you would be near.

I still miss and love you, can't you see
I wish to hold, and talk with thee
So many things, I could not say
And now you've gone, so far away.

You taught me to, in God believe
You said he would always, take care of me
So take my hand, and guide me there
And save a place, one day to share.

I love you Mom & Dad

They are not dead who live in the hearts they leave behind.
-- Native American Proverb