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Forever A Hold On

Yesterday a funeral blocked my streets
They passed their silent tears to me

On window glass reflecting them in rain
So soon to sob roots outside the pain

Of the last closing stone — 
Where memories are in flowers thrown

Has a heart in heaven a new name?
Or is beloved just beloved for beloved's sake?

As ones grieving overcast by their cloud rawing
I saw rain as a comfort in the body —

Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2025

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CayCay Jennings Date: 5/31/2025 7:31:00 PM Another poem of depth seeped imagery, a real 'feeler.' You deliver, you deliver! Poetry hugs ... CayCay Login to Reply

Alesia Leach Date: 5/31/2025 5:00:00 PM Paige, this is heartbreak etched in glass and rain. “Has a heart in heaven a new name?”--that line stopped me. You’ve captured the delicate ache of loss with such lyrical tenderness, and that final couplet… “rain as a comfort in the body”--it lingers. Grief becomes something sacred here, held gently between line and silence. Absolutely beautiful. Login to Reply

Sotto Poet Date: 5/31/2025 4:24:00 PM A reflective poem. In its tender and moving description of loss, this poem brings people together. We pray for a revival of souls. Login to Reply

Yann Rolland Date: 5/31/2025 7:01:00 AM so emotional reading, thanks poet Login to Reply

Kim Rodrigues Date: 5/29/2025 7:45:00 PM An emotive write! Login to Reply

Bj Legros Kelley Date: 5/29/2025 5:07:00 PM Paige, I remember when JFK died, on his funeral date it was raining and overcast where I lived in California. I was only four, but the rain was so deep in our hearts, we were all just shattered, even us little children. The rain was so fitting as we watched the funeral on tv, everyone crying as the rain poured down outside our home, I felt like even heaven cried. I so felt your poem to the core of my heart as you stirred that old memory. 61 years later, the memory brought tears. Great poem <3 Login to Reply

Nette Onclaud Date: 5/29/2025 4:10:00 PM i find this to be soulful with symbolism of rain as tears... poignantly stunning, paige Login to Reply

Andrea Dietrich Date: 5/29/2025 12:48:00 PM so interesting the rain like the tears and equating the sorrow to your own feelings. Well done. Login to Reply

Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 5/29/2025 6:03:00 AM Dearest Paige, like rain on glass, each line a quiet ache, a reflection of loss and love that never quite lets go. I felt grieving of the funeral, the weight of memories tossed with flowers, the comfort of rain as it mingles with grief. Your words hold space for sorrow and tenderness. Spring Blessings, My Dear Paige, Daniel Login to Reply

Victor Buhagiar Date: 5/29/2025 1:31:00 AM A deep thoughtful poem. I know grief but never shed tears. Pity the rain did not help. Login to Reply

Hilda Greenhough Date: 5/28/2025 9:14:00 PM This is a sensitive, emotional poem that unites humanity in times of grief. May there be renewal of spirit. Login to Reply

Tom Woody Date: 5/28/2025 3:29:00 PM That last line resonates. Most of us lament the rain, but the dead feel no moisture (or anything else). Better to feel rain on the head than nothing at all Login to Reply