I Lost My Child Today | Child Loss Poems

I Lost My Child Today
(Child Loss Poems)

I lost my child today ..
.. People came to weep and cry
As I just sat and stared, dry eyed.
They struggled to find words to say
To try and make the pain go away.
I walked the floor in disbelief.
I lost my .. child today.

I lost my child last month ..
.. Most of the people went away.
Some still call and some still stay.
I wait to wake up from this dream
This can’t be real–I want to scream.
Yet everything is locked inside
God, help me, I want to die.
I lost my child .. last month.

I lost my child last year ..
.. Now people, who had come, have gone.
I sit and struggle all day long
to bear the pain so deep inside.
And now my friends just question, Why?
Why does this mother not move on?
Just sits and sings the same old song.
Good heavens, it has been so long.
I lost my child .. last year.

Time has not moved on for me ..
.. The numbness it has disappeared.
My eyes have now cried many tears.
I see the look upon your face
“She must move on and leave this place.”
Yet I am trapped right here in time.
The songs the same, as is the rhyme
I lost my child .. toda­­y.

By Netta Wilson – 1996

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My Child | Memorial Poems For Children

Although your earthly life was short
your memory will remain ..
You touched so many hearts, while here
our lives forever changed.

God returned you once to earth
and then took you away ..
But I wouldn’t change one single thing
and still thank God for everyday.

You taught me unconditional love
and though I hurt inside ..
I know we’ll be together again
on the other side.

So rest easy, now my child
for you are in pain, no more ..
And I’ll see you in a short while
when we meet at Heaven’s door.

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He Was Never Alone – By Kathryn James | Memorial Poems

He Was Never Alone
(Son Memorial Poems)

I’m so sorry son, I didn’t get
to hold your hand in mine ..
To kiss your face, my precious Son
I wasn’t given the time.

The doctor said you wouldn’t hear
But I whispered anyway ..
“Your tired now my darling
go now .. you mustn’t stay”.

As Angels gathered round you
I felt the whisper of their wings ..
and as they spirited you away
I thought of so many things.

“Why God why? My precious Son?
why not Me instead?”
That’s not the way
it’s supposed to be
he just cannot be dead!

Can’t the Angels wait awhile?
give me a little more time? ..
there’s so much more I need to say
before I say good-bye.

Please say you’ll grant me
one more hour
I have so much to do ..
Kiss, hug and hold him close
before, I give him to you.

Alright Lord, I trust you!
I just have to ask, you see? ..
Just one more little favor Lord
Please tell him good-bye for me.

By Kathryn James

In Loving Memory Poems | Why? – By Bea Brunton

Why?
(In Loving Memory Poems)

Perhaps one day we’ll understand
Why God decided to take your hand.
And lead you into Heaven above
Surrounded by His tender love.

Never does a day pass by
That we don’t ask the question”Why?”
Why did God take our precious son?
Was it something we had done?

We hope to face the Lord one day
And ask Him why you couldn’t stay.
On earth with those who loved you so
Those who wanted to see you grow.

We mourn for the things that will not be
For the things with you, we’ll never see.
The fun and games we’ll never share
For special times when you won’t be there.

No more to see your smiling face
Nothing will ever take your place.
In our hearts you will always stay
While we await that “One Sweet Day.”

That “One Sweet Day” in Heaven above
Where we will meet and affirm our love.
Once more our arms will hold you tight
As in God’s presence we’ll reunite.

Until that day, we must live our lives
Ensuring each memory of you survives.
And feel your presence, ever near
Each time we shed a painful tear.

“See you in Heaven,” you’ll hear us say
As you watch over us every day.
Then when our lives on earth are done
We know you’ll be the one to come.

You’ll take us gently by the hand
And lead us to God’s Heavenly land.
Where all together we will be
Our, once more, happy family.

By Bea Brunton