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The Grief of Losing a Child

I weep for days, weeks, or longer.
Tears flow quickly anyway, and the sob clinger.
Crying proceeds when tears cease.
I have been feeling my squat angel for weeks.

I clutch sacred trust to hope against my will.
I'm keen on detecting her tone and feeling her quill.
People's memories are starting to wane.
However, I abide on battling with fierce pain.

Consistently, you actually tell me to "rest tight."
You could actually toss a kiss once at night.
So every time I wake up in the morning,
Once again, it is my heart that is mourning.

Now by gone will I be a complete person.
Just proceed and hide. The agony will worsen.

Written: August 12, 2022

The Epiphany That Changed Your Life Forever Poetry Contest
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Sam Kauffman September 13, 2022 at 10:10 AM So sad and heart wrenching Lasaad. Indeed the memories continue to return. Congratulations on your win. Blessings of peace to you!

Christuraj Alex September 6, 2022 at 10:51 PM Indeed, heartrending. Losing one's very own is unbearable though we try our best to forget. Beautiful writing. Congratulations!

Bill Baker August 17, 2022 at 4:55 PM Painful to read of the hurt and suffering because of loss. Well written my friend. Thanks for sharing the strong emotions of the experience with us. A poet friend in Texas, Bill

Vijay Pandit August 13, 2022 at 5:35 AM Emotive expressions my friend. Grief always tugs the heart.

Victor Buhagiar August 13, 2022 at 12:44 AM This is indeed very sad and I hope it's fiction. To lose a child!!!!!! I dare not even think of it.

Valsa George August 12, 2022 at 8:41 PM I can sense the intensity of the pain a parent feels at the loss of a child and it is poignantly depicted here. The deep heaviness one feels after having shed every drop of tear is bitter when the eyes go dry. I understand, it is fictional....yet the reader can feel it as so real. Great penning, dear friend.

Beryl Edmonds August 12, 2022 at 3:01 PM Sotto, nothing could be as bad as losing a child, weep as long as it takes to see you smile. Though smiles can’t hide a broken heart, they may stop one falling apart… Blessings, Belle Beryl Edmonds August 14, 2022 at 3:36 PM You write with conviction Sotto, I’m pleased to know this is a fictional write… Belle Sotto Poet August 12, 2022 at 3:54 PM Thank you so much, Belle. I appreciate your kind words and I'm glad that you like this poem with its sorrow and grief, but it's fictional writing for the contest. Best Regards and I hope hubby and you are doing well, have a great weekend.