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Nudging these as they comfort so many....


Lizxx

Remember Me by Lynn New.


No pain beyond, no tears, no fear.
No thoughts of death for I'm still near.
No hugs I know, nor sweet caress,
But I'm still close to love and bless.
No quiet word, nor gentle touch,
But don't despair ~ I love you much.
No gesture kind, to show I care;
The veil's drawn, but I'm still there.
Grieve not too long ~ but look around,
In earthly things I shall be found.
A falling leaf, a growing tree,
In every breeze you will feel me.
I walk in life ~ death holds no pain.
Be Reassured, we'll meet again.

I hope so Marion, this used to be on here often but then the thread got lost so I thought I would put it up again.
I am sure our loved ones are all around us.

I have been smelling cigarette smoke this evening while sitting on here. No one smokes in this house ever! My dad was a smoker and died of lung cancer.
Lizx

Hope you can sleep Marion, do you have to get up for work or anything or can you sleep in?

I know what you mean about no support when your baby son died. My daughter Zoe was born in 1974, she was ten weeks prem and weighed just 1 lb 10 oz, she lived for three days. They didn't take photos or do little hand prints and such then, as they do now. No support, nothing, all I have is her little grave with the tiny headstone on. Never got to hold my daughter, so didn't even know her smell.
Take care, we will see them again one day.
Lizx

Thank you for this beautiful poem,Liz

Jean x

Thank you Liz.

Such comforting words.

Jean x.

Maybe others would like to add poems and verses. We did have this thread before but it disappeared. There have been some lovely words written recently on the depression and other threads, feel free to add.
Lizx

nudging this for all who are sad and missing loved ones.
Lizx

nudging for Lynn - who is missing her dad on this 4th anniversary date.
Lizx

That poem reminded me of that letter that a soldier in the Confederate war in America wrote to his wife just before he died. It is called Sergeant somebody's letter and used to be on the Internet. This is a useful comment isn't it, I can't remember exactly what I'm talking about. I first heard it in that documentary series that was made about the Civil war some years ago. The letter was read by an actor with a lovely speaking voice and there was violin music in the background. Very sad.
Margaret.

this couldnt have come and better time for me my son gary would have been 37 on 27th march, he was born when iwas 6mths pregnant(told 6 weeks earlier wasnt pregnant it wa cyst?) he weighed 2lb 140zs and was stillborn , he had a lot of problems, as you say we didnt get to hold our babies in my case because of arguement over dates they didnt let me have his body for burial, tried many times over years to find out where he is but keep getting blocked and lied to.xx

RIP Joyce

A brave lady

Just nudging for all who are missing loved ones.
Lizx

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It's beautiful and so comforting.
Thanks Lynn
Steph x

Death is nothing at all

I have only slipped away into the next room

I am I and you are you

Whatever we were to each other

That we are still

Call me by my old familiar name

Speak to me in the easy way you always used

Put no difference into your tone

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow

Laugh as we always laughed

At the little jokes we always enjoyed together

Play, smile, think of me, pray for me

Let my name be ever the household word that it always was

Let it be spoken without effort

Without the ghost of a shadow in it

Life means all that it ever meant

It is the same as it ever was

There is absolute unbroken continuity

What is death but a negligible accident?

Why should I be out of mind

Because I am out of sight?

I am waiting for you for an interval

Somewhere very near

Just around the corner

All is well.

Nothing is past; nothing is lost

One brief moment and all will be as it was before

How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again!



Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul's Cathedr

My grandad died 12 years ago and I have a little book with this poem in and I have put his picture in the front. I miss him a lot x x x

I really needed that tonight, thank you XX.

Thank you for this one tonight Smurf. When my mum died 14 years ago we found a notebook open at the side of her bed. It was full of little poems and odes that she had found along the way and the page was open on 'Remember Me' We used it for the funeral service and we have 'All is Well' inscripted with a rose on the corner of the cremation stone in the churchyard. I keep a card in my purse with the verse on and read it often. It gives me a great deal of comfort. Thank you.

Juliexx

Fountain of Love ( I don't know the author)

I hear you cried a fountain
Because I went away
I hear that you reach out for me
every single day
I know that there’s not many songs
that you can bear to hear
that do not make you feel so sad
and want me to be near
please don’t cry a fountain because you think I’m dead
I’m here beside you every day
I’m here inside your head
I’m here with every breath you take
and every night when you’re asleep
into your room I gently creep
and place a kiss on your forehead
oh no my Love I am not dead
for there is no such thing you know
and I am here to prove it so
When my body grew so tired
and my heart was beating slow
and when my legs refused to move
I knew it was my time to go
Please don’t cry a fountain
I’m here with you forever
though my body’s gone to dust
I will leave you never !


Jean xx