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Friday, April 3, 2015

C is for Heartache

Today’s post is brought to you by the letter C and the category of Poetry

Corwin, my lost son, would have been 8 years old this year.  In his remembrance I give you this.


For reasons unknown,
you are lost to me.
Floating in the clouds,
an Angel with wings

Time glides by,
but not a day,
without you,
your memory.

They say time cures-
but death does not heal
The wounds,
too deep.

Only one moment,
one second of time,
in an instant flash
will re-unite.

I wait for that day
Some days in earnest
Some days in regret

I will never forget




12 comments:

  1. I cannot imagine a greater heartache.
    ~Visiting from AtoZ

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  2. This is a lovely poem. When my child was younger she almost died, but thankfully she made it. I carry that day with me forever. I know it isn't the same thing. I am sorry you lost your Corwin.

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  3. The loss of a child...I just cannot imagine anything worse.

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  4. very poignant.
    I wish your inner strength and acknowledge his 8th birthday this year

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  5. Beautiful poem. I understand the loss of a child and those very close to me. Thank you for sharing your heart in this poem.

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  6. Beautiful poem. I understand the loss of a child and those very close to me. Thank you for sharing your heart in this poem.

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  7. I am so sorry for the loss of your child. Every parent's worse nightmare. Beautiful poem, very poignant, especially the last line. You will never forget and always remember Corwin.

    betty

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  8. Beautiful. Angel babies touch this world in a million ways every day. Too many parents feel like they are not supposed to remember and reflect. By sharing this, you are helping another parent.

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  9. Heartbreaking. I can't fathom it. I look at my daughter… and I cannot fathom it.

    Hugs my friend, Jenny

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  10. Sad but beautiful. I'm really sorry.

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  11. I remember being faced with my granddaughter Kali's cancer at 8 months old. I was so scared. I couldn't imagine losing her. We were so lucky. I have always thought of how awful it must be for those who weren't lucky. I realize I cannot even begin to imagine. Sending you hugs my friend! This was a beautiful poem.

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  12. Beautiful post and I cannot imagine your pain while writing it.

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