Poems about things lost anything from family to a shoe.
Across the table Across the table a chair sits empty and a place goes unset. A bed goes un-slept in and so many tears are wept,
Memories and trinkets litter they every corner from childhood toys to photographs the memories that used to warm us. So why is it now that they bring such pain the thought of sons and daughters? Think of the times that have gone past. Think of what they taught us. They taught us to love, they taught us hope, they taught us compassion, and joy they made us laugh with the things they did and made us smile once more.
So look across the table now and see that empty chair that bed no one sleeps in. And remember there patience their smile their eyes and all the joy they brought us. Think of the lives they touched and the love they gave and keep it in your heart so close. Because for as long as we have memories we can make sure the door stays open. So look now at that seat for it never will be empty it’s a testament to a special soul a child a friend and an angle in disguise.
For Judi, Lilly, Clare and Conner robs special ones he watches over you all now as he did in life x
Thanks alice its a poem written from the heart as sad and sloppy as that sounds
Ahhh Innocence where have you gone we had a grasp on you before university but you slipped away from us i believe it was in mission you dissapeard into the night and left me with that strange man
In loving memory of my wardrobe passed away at 10:00 hours this morning attempts were made to save you but alas they were useless you died all the same
In a world of lost people there is a little guiding star a loving little angle to help us all go far that angle is not far away on clouds way up high that angle is you my dear that holds me when i cry
Missing you
It still hurts to see your picture I still ache inside pain fills my stomach and I begin to cry a shiver creeps accross me goose bumps begin to form a shadow falls around me pushing out the warm. Iv pledged my life for yours so often wished g-d would answer my pryer but to no avail he says I never said life would be fair So as I write this poem a tear on my cheek I wish for one last day with you better yet a week just to say I love you and miss you with all my heart you kept me standing strong when it all started to fall apart
