I Lost My Child Today
by Netta Wilson, 1996
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.
This poem fits the mold perfectly. How neighbors, friends, family remember for a short time, but he is lost in your heart forever. Yes, the pain lessens, the tears slowly subside, but you ALWAYS remember. You will never forget. You don't want to forget.
"I am thinking of you my little one. Just wondering what you are doing.. Are you playing in the clouds? Are you playing with your family and friends? Do you remember me? Do you know how much we love and think of you? Do you know Angel Logan? His mommy sent me a quote that sums how I feel standing here without you. "—“You feel frozen while the world is still rushing on around you. No matter how many people are there for you, you have to go through this by yourself”. I love you and will always love you forever and always. Love Mommy"
2 comments:
"Those who have died in Jesus Christ may expect to enter into all that fruition of joy when they come forth . . . Lay hold of these things and let not your knees or joints tremble, nor your hearts faint; and then what can earthquakes, wars and tornadoes do? nothing. All your losses will be made up to you in the resurrection, provided you continue faithful."
Those words are perfect....it still feels strange to me that my mother died when I was just 5...when people ask me about her I still get chocked up and I will always remember her.
Your little Taylor is definitely playing in the clouds and thinking of you all everyday too!
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