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It's been four years now I never say your name But I hear it in my thoughts I hope you know I love you I remember sitting in your chair Which isn't there anymore But we would watch television And...
The clouds parted as the sun slowly begun to shine through, it had been weeks since the sky's were void of activity.
#acrostic for Mother's Day:- Mummies In The Sky Dedicated to all those who grieve for, and miss their Mum today.
"Life is a ride." Those were my moms words. I've always treasure them, I always have and I always will. She died a few weeks ago and now those are the only things that remind me of her.
There is a new star in the sky tonight Now that you have gone from mortal sight. You have joined the angels in the heavens above Free to soar like a butterfly as peaceful as a dove.
The box it sits. on my desk top. I walk to open it. Then i stop. I touch its engravings. Chiseled in stone. Is my name. My very own. I trace my fingers. Down the side.
40 days been and gone -since you left us all alone, A void-filled presence follows me, reminds me of your memory; Your sweetest smile, reassuring embrace, Your knowing look -which always set the pace.
The screaming erupted that day Like pop rocks from my Grandmother's mouth. My Mother, in the front house, was busy mopping the floor, And I, had been drifting, like a lazy bee, with nothing to do.
#sundayrepost (I've picked this one as it was something totally different for me, I had the name in my head and the rest just flowed.
(Half inspired by @sammielee46 's piece "Grandads" and by a conversation I had with my mum. She basically told me that my grandad was ill yet still sat me on his lap when I was crying.
That's the day you smiled at me, Knowingly, remembering That's the day you called my name, Touched my heart, hope gushed in That's the day tears trickled down Held my hand, promising That's the day...
I know everyone thought this chapter would never exist .. It's probably a shock to most, but let me explain.
Viridi woke up with a start. Cold sweat mixing with tears. flashes came back to her, images of thirty odd men bursting from the trees around her house. Flash, flash, flash.
I woke up this morning and thought of you like I’ve done so many days I wondered where you’d be tomorrow and where you’d be today.
~Becky's POV~ I was gently shook awake to see my little sisters green eyes gleaming down at me and I smiled. "Morning sweetie" I hated my morning voice. She giggled.
I lie in my bed for what seems like the thousandths time today. I stare at the picture of my mother lying on my bedside table. I heave a huge sigh and close my eyes.
Krystal sighed as her eyes reluctantly opened. "Didn't I just go to sleep" She thought.
You taught me how to laugh and how to care, To ride a bike and to always play fair.
For Queen Ester Tribble (My Great-Grams, 104 yrs, wisest person I knew) R.I.P --------------------------------- An angel, a butterfly Things that signify who you are Soft and gentle You comfort me...
It's been a long time since I've felt a sadness like that. I haven't felt grey and hollow for many months. And this surprises me.
You were there for me from day one, Even when you lost your son, You never left my side when I was in hospital, It was the first time I had seen you emotional.
My fire went out, The day that you left, And losing your soul, Left us bereft. Pen to paper once was, The easiest thing, But then when you passed, I gave up writing.
I am a War Baby, Born in 1942, I am a War Baby, Im of many, not a few. My father swept away in War, While my mother wept at home, My brother soon to join him, To go to strange lands and rome.
I excitedly show my dad the envelope and let out another shriek and Paige flashes her envelope. "What a good way to start Middle School, Zee" he says as he hugs me.