After the Sun Sets
We walked into the cool breeze of evening
hoping the chilly breeze would eradicate
the numbness and grief.
On our way home we remembered
your smile and warmth.
We remembered your sense of humor,
your generosity,
and how you loved helping others.
For days we walked through a haze
of disbelief, shock and pain.
The fourth day
we swallowed our grief,
dried our tears
and straightened our spines.
We existed in quiet dignity.
After all--our wailing had not disturbed
the silence of precious life slipping away.
This poem is dedicated to my precious son who passed away October 5th, 2020. I miss him so much.
Published by Taj Mahal Review winter of 2021
Oh, how this touched my heart and soul, Nells. I know you miss your son tremendously, and so you should. He will always be a part of your life, my friend.
ReplyDeleteMay God give you peace and comfort.
Thank you, Martha, you have such a good heart. Your words mean a lot to me. Blessings, my a sweet friend
DeleteThank you, Martha, for your uplifting and sincere comment.
ReplyDeleteHugs for you, my friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Lorna. I appreciate it. Blessings
DeleteLovely!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Mary.
DeleteOh Nell’s, so hard for a mom to bear. I am sure there are very hard days you face but I know you lean on the Lord, exchanging your strength for His. Times when you indeed straighten your spine but seem to bleed inside. May the Lord comfort you and the family as only He can do. Saying a special prayer for you today 🤗🙏🙏🙏🙌🙌
ReplyDeleteMy dear friend, Valerie, you always have just the right words to comfort. Thank you so very much for stopping by and for the kind words. Blessings to you always. 💔😊
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry to hear about your son, Nells. Please accept my sincerest condolences. I am praying for you and your family.
ReplyDeleteGod bless.
It is the hardest thing I have ever had to face. When a child passes, you never get over it, but with God’s help you do get through it. I miss him every day. Thank you for your kind words. Prayers are always appreciated. Blessings to you, Victor.
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