Poems 
We little knew that morning, that God
Was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
You did not go alone;
For part of us went with you,
The day God called you home.
You left us cherished memories,
Your love is still our guide;
And though we cannot see you,
You are always at our side.
Our family chain is broken,
And nothing seems the same;
But as God calls us, one by one,
The Chain will link again.
-author unknown
SAD DAY IN SEPTEMBER
ONE WHOLE YEAR OF SADNESS, ONE WHOLE YEAR OF TEARS,
LIVING THE REST OF MY LIFE WITHOUT YOU
FILLS ME UP WITH FEARS.
THE PAIN IS SO UNBEARABLE, THE DAYS SEEM SO LONG,
ALL I WANT TO DO IS JOIN YOU, BUT KNOW I MUST BE
STRONG.
HOW COULD YOU LEAVE ME, WHAT DID I DO,
TO MAKE THIS NIGHTMARE OF MINE COME TRUE?
I WANT TO TOUCH YOU, TO GIVE YOU A HUG,
TO HEAR YOU SAY MOM I LOVE YOU,
OR EVEN CLEAN UP ONE MORE SPILL ON THE RUG!
MY HOUSE IS QUIET, I FEEL ALONE,
A HOLE IS THERE INSIDE ME, AS I SILENTLY MOAN!
I AM ALIVE, BUT FEEL SO DEAD,
A MASK FOR OTHERS SHOWN, MY LIFE I NOW DREAD.
THE LIGHT IS STILL ON, AWAITING YOUR RETURN,
PLEASE COME HOME MY SON, TO SOOTHE MY SOUL THAT
BURNS.
I NEED YOU, I WANT YOU, I'LL WAIT FOREVER.
NO ONE, NOTHING, WILL KEEP ME FROM MY ENDEAVOR.
TO BE YOUR MOTHER AND TRY MY BEST,
SOMEHOW I FEEL I FAILED THE TEST.
I LISTEN, I SEARCH, I DREAM,
EVEN THOUGH MY TEARS KEEP FLOWING LIKE AN ENDLESS
STREAM.
I PRAY AND HELP OTHERS,
COMFORT, SUPPORT, AND LOVE FOR OTHER BEREAVED
MOTHERS.
I BEG FOR HELP FROM GOD ABOVE
TO SHOW ME HOW TO GO ON WITHOUT THE ONE I LOVE.
I THINK, I FEEL, AND I REMEMBER
THIS VERY SAD DAY IN SEPTEMBER.
JUNE, FOREVER JOSH'S MOM
© 2003 June Knochin
Precious son, brother, friend----
Who ever thought your life would end
So suddenly one dreadful morn?
Your soul has flown to heaven above
Where you dwell in endless love,
But we are left down here, forlorn.
For we who loved you are now left
With arms and hearts so sore bereft
Of all the love you had to give.
We miss you every single day---
Your smile and all your loving ways---
We wanted you to always live.
Although your life was much too brief
And our hearts are filled with grief,
We're glad we had those precious years.
So we give thanks to God above
For sending you to us with love
And know someday He'll dry our tears.
For you still live, in heaven above,
And watch o'er us in constant love---
A love that never more will end.
And someday we will join you there
When heaven's joys we, too, will share
Forevermore with you, dear friend!
poem written by Saralyn McAfee Smith
