Son Missing You Poems | Examples
These Son Missing You poems are examples of Missing You poems about Son. These are the best examples of Missing You Son poems written by international poets.
Raak jy aan my
Die more son is ‘n kus op my wang
So sag soos ‘n veer, raak jy aan my
met die son en maak my verlang,
Die straal in die maan lig, streel my oë
So sag en teer, raak jy aan my
dat ek jou sien met ander oë.
Die wind waai en my omhels
So hou jy my vas, raak jy aan my
Ek voel jou soos ‘n pels,
Die blomme ruik soos jy
Met die reuk van roos, raak jy aan my
Die blomblaare sag, voel soos jy,
Die reën en hael, storm wat woed
Wat oor my spoel, raak jy aan my
Ek voel jou hier binne my bloed.
Touch me
The morning sun is a kiss on my cheek
As soft as a feather, you touch me
with the sun and stir my longing,
The ray in the moonlight strokes my eyes
So gentle and tender, you touch me
so I may see you with different eyes.
The wind blows and embraces me
So you hold me close, you touch me
I feel you like a fur,
The flowers smell like you
With the scent of rose, you touch me
The flower petals soft, feel like you,
The rain and hail, storm that rages
That washes over me, you touch me
I feel you here within my blood.
Sitting under this Weeping Willow
tree, I think of yesterdays gone by.
The special times I spent with my
Mom and Dad, I reminisce and cry.
They're no longer here, God took
them to a better place, away from
me.
Mom said," If I ever leave, look for
me in the clouds my son, that's
where I'll always be."
Now I go through life wishing I had
spent more time with them.
Wishing, I could go back in time
and relive my life again.
On a beautiful sunny day when those
beautiful clouds roam free.
I see the outline of my Mother's face,
like she said, my Mother, Anais.
MY GUARDIAN ANGEL
My son in Heaven is my guardian angel
He will always be here to guide me
For my heart, he will always hold my key
He will always give me the need for peace
From day one he was always in my life
That was one thing that always inspired me and admire
I know he will lead me the right way
And with that, I know everything will be ok
My life has a lot of pain
But you being my guardian angel is what I gain
Every day our family has a lot of stress
But this is when my guardian angel is at his best
I hope you will always be here when I grow older
So I know I never have to look over my shoulder
As my guardian angel, I know you will always
Hold me close in your arms
And prevent me from any harm
I've got a lot for us to discuss,
Now that life is steadily on course.
We could have shared ideas and opinions
But Allah had exercised His majestic dominions;
Like shingles falling upon the roof,
Of'times that sounds like the horse's hoof,
My heart beats to talk to you Atanda,
For you're my sage- My own warrior of wakanda;
Listen sir, we could've talked about life's bitterness
And taken cues from you on how to fight its wickedness.
You should've sojourned longer darling father,
But I see you each time I see your grandkid- Papa;
You'll always remain priceless and irreplaceable,
Baami who puts food on everyone's table;
If you could look back, I know you would smile,
Your boy's doing good in a land away thousand miles.
Still be missing you and even though your sun had set,
You're still a gem I'll never forget.
Love you Dad!
#GaliDaPoet!
son streams yesterdays
lady of those years keeps nigh~
clinking fetch astir
son owns two faint eyes
lady kept years eyes her son~
silver teaspoon rests
son eyes lady's room
stopped ~ curio stand lights up
son lost eyes to stand
silver teaspoon stirs
son holds Prince Albert's teacup~
soul sips into tears
Wondering where you are tonight?
Can't feel the warmth of your sight
Your wings that cuddle me under the moonlight
Your heat that incubates me in spotlight.
I'm a shelled-duckling not so pretty
My little heart beats so fast and plenty
Nearness of you I pray for each day
Your body to stay beside me all day!
Heaven's Highway
(In Memory Of My Dad)
By Robert Austin Allison
Some folks think I'm joking,
Others say No Way, Come on!
Fifteen years from us,
Is how long you've been gone.
The hours turned into days,
The days turned into years.
It seems like only yesterday,
Your passing brought us to tears.
January 16th (2005) - we said goodbye,
The day God called you from on high.
"Welcome my Son, into Heaven."
At the young age of only fifty seven.
Construction work you did all your life,
You left behind two sons and a wife.
You could not stay for one more day,
God needed you on Heaven's Highway.
Created July 8, 2020
Oh, Triple Androgynous Name remembered by no name
I am now a shooting star falling to Earth in shame
Mother-Father of every single mother and father
I am now an orphan under moon and sun in pother
Oh, shining mirror of the great invisible spirit
I am now the moon without her light for some to see it
The endless universal womb without body or flesh
I am now an aborted fetus with no single creche
Oh, very first human before even Adam and Eve
I am now in the curse of ignorance that Man can’t cleave
The very first thought though not one thought can ever be you
I am now to be forgotten to those I never knew
Oh, holy spirit whose name is forgotten in the Earth
I am now praying for your sole son to give me rebirth
Mama been gone 48 years now
Yeah! I can still hear her whispering In my ear now
Son you need to put on your jacket, gloves, boots and scarf
Because it's snowing and cold outside
Mama went on a rollercoaster ride with me
Up an down winding in and out we did climb twist and turns
We laugh and cried while soaring through the skies
Mama she was there when I fell and skin my knee
She pulled out the stinger when I got stung by a bee
She was married to my dad, Joseph Lee
2/14/22
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2022
A wilted violet bows its pretty purple head,
Like me it has no energy as sorrow pleads.
My love, once so pure and vibrant now is dead.
My heart filled with passion, stilled, it bleeds.
I cannot bring him back though it would seem
I sometimes find him young and happy still,
So alive and handsome in a treasured dream.
If only I could conjure those dreams at will.
I often think that I can feel his spirit near,
With knocking sounds and blinking lights.
Late eves or early morn I hear his voice so clear.
I try so hard to connect with him those nights.
Sometimes I hold his watch and other things
I feel they retain vibrations of his energy.
I think of him surrounded by angel wings
And I know he is at peace with family.
10-07-21
This poem is about my husband Michael who passed away July 29, 2020
My son Robby passed away recently May 29, 2021 he was 44
I wrote a blog about my stepson Michael Jr. who is now in a nursing home slowly getting better thanks to all of your prayers. I know it seems confusing.
**Thank you very much Team Poetry Soup for the honor of POTD
Oct. 9, 2021**
Missing you so much my love when you were taken without warning
Yesterdays are all that’s left of precious memories in my heart
Leaving is so bitter sweet for now you're free to roam, all binds are now untied
Only then your spirit soared, now at liberty just like white feathers in the breeze
Verily your heart and soul can now meander freely to wander where you please
Eventually our souls will meet I'll hear you call out mum as I see my only son...
Written 24th May 2021
Contest BITE SIZE POEM 2
Sponsor Line Gauthier
2nd PLACE
Contest ALL YOURS (MAY 29)
Sponsor Brian Strand
Born in nineteen forty four
We met when I was sweet sixteen
We found true love forevermore
My precious love ~ my soulmate
Spending our whole life together
With precious son ~ our only one
Then creeping like inclement weather
The Big C came it knew your name
You were so strong you were so brave
You fought just like a warrior
But in the end the evil stayed
It drained you and it claimed you
When on that day you went away
December two thousand and eight
My heart it almost broke in two
Life alone ~ no life without you
Born today St Patrick's Day
You will be seventy seven
And I am sure behind that door
They’ll be partying in heaven
I raise a glass of your favourite red
Chateauneuf du Pape
Thank you for your endless love
My darling
My soulmate
My sweetest chap
Written 17th March 2021
Happy Birthday to my dear husband Frank who left this world too soon...
Contest All Yours (Mar 17)
Sponsor Brian Strand
FIRST PLACE
Contest Name A Poem to your spouse on his-her birthday.
Sponsor Funom Makama
January third; almost an afterthought
The post Christmas and New Year sort
My thoughts are with you, in heaven above
At the right hand of the Father, Son and Dove
This world has changed too much
We are connected but out of touch
What would you feel, about how we live?
Pretending, we have no time to give
We are on our gadgets these days
No time to catch the sun's rays
No card, no gift again this year
That you will be hurt, I have no fear
It is your birthday, Mother dear
How I wish you could be near
I would have bought you a pen this time
To grade the quality of my love of rhyme
world war II called you
you answered with pride
faithfully serving
doing your duty
expecting no praise
family man
you gave your all
but now you're gone
I can't thank you
for all the
sacrifice
care and love
you gave
and gave
Dad
Written 21 May 2020 for my Dad,
James Watt, USN Master Chief (1920-2000)
Two months before his 100th birthday. RIP, Dad
HE’S THE DEAREST
ALEX NELSON
He’s the dearest
The nearest
The man.with
The miles
Who took
All the hard
Times
And left us
With smiles
He’s the dearest
Not nearest
With the miles
A long run
Yet when
You pick
Up the phone
The fun’s
Just begun!
He’s the clearest
My dearest
My Dad with
No cares
Just carpet
And some slippers
With black coffee
Sitting there
He’s the always
No hangups
With hands
Always tough
With get up and
Take the time
When my enough
Is ENough!
He’s been there
Not did that
Yet the length
Is a cord
Like pick
Me up
With slow down
AN did you see
“That's a Ford!”
He’s a long mile
A great smile
Yet the brush
Is not new
Like way back
With all heart
Attached
The missed
Just a start
Like my dad
Not really sad
And happy
All the while
Like see ya soon
And not so
For a 1000's
The miles
So line up
The candle light
With no tests
Just the rest
Like see ya
There and
You are rare
And At
Dad
Simple Best
He dearer
And clearer
Not near
Yet Always fine
Like up
Here and
Down there
With a son
Year after
Year
He's the dearest