I just wrote a few short poems.... (warning, sad)
 

I just did these and I'm going to add them to a few different framed picture collages for my sons family members. This is my first Holiday without my angel.

He disappeared from our lives exactly 7 months ago today.... along with part of my soul. RIP, my pride and joy, my son, my best friend....

Let me know what you think of these.... It was pretty rough doing these so I hope they are delicate and appropriate enough to frame with some assorted pics of him as Xmas gifts.


For his Grandma and Papa:
I'm in the very air you breathe, in rain, in snow, and the sun... You'll hear my laughter in the wind, somewhere I'm having fun. I don't want you to worry, I'm not in any pain. I'll always have you in my heart until we meet again...

For his 12 yr old cousin:
I'm always there to cheer you on, I'm never far away. Thanks for all the thoughts of me and honoring my name. I watched you hit that home run ball. It makes my spirit proud. And if you ever need a friend, just whisper to the clouds...

For his 10 year old sister:
The gentle tickle on your arm, the soft breeze on your cheek. I know that when you think of me, your heart gets sad and weak. I love you now and loved you then, don' sit and wonder why. Just close your eyes and feel my love and reach up to the sky...

For a best friend:
Whenever you are sad and blue, just think of me and know, that I will be there with you wherever you may go. Throughout the years you were always here. You've been the greatest friend. My spirit will protect you and stand by you till the end...

For his 9 year old cousin:
I want you to remember me with laughter and a grin. You wrote that T upon your hat and helped the team to win. Thank you for that honor, Cam, you really made my day. I'll always be beside you as you learn, and grow, and play...

For another best friend:
The best friend there could ever be, I always knew you were there for me. When you're sad and feeling blue. Just say my name. I'm there for you. Shed no tears for my soul is at rest, just stand up tall and live life to its best...

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May peace be with all of you this season and especially for those of you who have experienced tragedy or loss this year. I know how debilitating it can be and how painful the constant Christmas rammed down our throats can be...

I miss you guys! Cherish every moment with your families this year... and every year the best that you can. Life is short... and unpredictable.

totally beautiful

Very touching - I'm sure everyone will be moved and comforted by their gift.

You are often in my thoughts.

Very touching RRRED :(

Well said.

Cupid is dead, I cut off his head, in my poor arms he cried, Cupid has died.

uhm ok......

Mine too, hope you're doing well Nicole, great poetry and I'm sure very theraputic to express yourself this way.

WG

it's so sad...and so so beautiful! I almost cried =(

Very beautiful and deep :(

beautiful rrred. :thumbsup

I will also share a few poems
 

A matter of opinion


"It's about that time"
she said...
walked into a crowded room
I watched
as she held her head high.
She walked softly
She remembers to smile
I observe
as im standing
beside her
A lot of the people in the crowd are just staring
I'm thinking that must get annoying
It'd make me feel like destroying...
"What a pro"
As I watch her
as she works the room

"she is so amazing"
As I realized It wasn't even phazing
her a bit,
She Is
As Strong As
one can get.

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Every single day
We have the option
To display
ADORATION
We decide which way to go; by simply applying
Humane estimations
Bypassing cordial indications

An arcane
metrical euphemism
We exchange "concepts"
Discuss the weather
DIGNIFY

GLORIFY

CLASSIFY
ADULATE ADVOCCATE MEDICATE

Through faith it appears we have found
A nation built on denial; in which we are bound

Ultimate validation
Constitutes the justification
That we are only human
We are bound to make mistakes

As we exploit the weak by pretending to teach
"preach" to turn the other cheek

Avoiding conversations about her bruises
As doctors provide validity behind drugs she uses

And so
Love turns to hate

Trust into blame


AS BETRAYAL BECOMES OUR MEANS FOR SURVIVAL
With the aide of denial

The truth we will forever bury
Forgotten are the morals we didn't carry

And that is the world
To which we pervade
"she" looks down on us all
As if we were her arcade


SHE BURST INTO LAUGHTER
With love in her heart

She says
"I gave them free will"
And so they shall start

owww..i love it mate. thanks for sharing!!
i wanna cry.. :(

Thank you for taking the time to share.

Absolutely Beautiful.

Thank you Hal.... I've thought about you and your grandpa many times here lately. You do such a great job of honoring him and I know he's very proud of you.

Thanks Trixxxia I've been meaning to get ahold of you. I haven't looked at a single icq in about a month but Doug mentioned he saw you on here....