Rhyming poem about my journey with grief
My tears could fill the ocean blue,
because my heart is forever shattered;
your deaths have my soul scattered and battered,
and my spirit is broken and tattered.
Mom when you died I just withdrew,
I was empty of emotion and done;
and I would not listen to anyone,
and from all help and questions I would run.
When I said farewell and adieu,
to Daddy- gone was my anchor and rock;
it was so sudden that I was in shock;
oh, I will recall the time on the clock.
Grandma left me with the morn' dew,
she had taken me in her arms to mend;
and had been my inspiration and friend,
the reason poetic words I have penned.
I visit and pass a statue,
of a weeping angel at his cold grave;
my love, I know you want me to be brave,
but to grieving your death I am a slave.
Again, I was in a church pew,
weeping the loss of my sweet baby boy;
we buried him with a little blue toy,
his death took away what was left of joy.
But, somehow this sad girl got through,
it took courage and strength and lots of tears;
it did not happen fast but took me years,
and with God I whisper healing prayers
July 12, 2021
Poetry/Rhyme/My Heart is Shattered