I lost my mother almost 2 years ago. I was reading old emails from a few close friends regarding my loss and I came across this poem that was sent by one of them.
I would like to share it with those who have lost their parent(s), grandparent(s), sibling(s) or even friend(s) :
She Is Just Away
You cannot say, you must not say
That she is dead. She is just away!
With a cheery smile
and a wave of the hand
She has wandered into
an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be, since she lingers there;
So think of her faring on, as dear
In the love of There
as in the love of Here,
Think of her still as the same, and say
She is not dead she is just away.
or
He Is Just Away
You cannot say, you must not say
That he is dead. He is just away!
With a cheery smile
and a wave of the hand
He has wandered into
an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be, since he lingers there;
So think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There
as in the love of Here,
Think of him still as the same, and say
He is not dead he is just away.
Also, for those who would like to share stories on their loss or just rant about how much you miss them - please feel free to do so. I know it helps me a lot by talking about my late mother.
For those who have not experienced it, you can join in by telling us lovely things about your parents, grandparents or siblings. Anything.
I would like to share it with those who have lost their parent(s), grandparent(s), sibling(s) or even friend(s) :
She Is Just Away
You cannot say, you must not say
That she is dead. She is just away!
With a cheery smile
and a wave of the hand
She has wandered into
an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be, since she lingers there;
So think of her faring on, as dear
In the love of There
as in the love of Here,
Think of her still as the same, and say
She is not dead she is just away.
or
He Is Just Away
You cannot say, you must not say
That he is dead. He is just away!
With a cheery smile
and a wave of the hand
He has wandered into
an unknown land
And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be, since he lingers there;
So think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There
as in the love of Here,
Think of him still as the same, and say
He is not dead he is just away.
Also, for those who would like to share stories on their loss or just rant about how much you miss them - please feel free to do so. I know it helps me a lot by talking about my late mother.
For those who have not experienced it, you can join in by telling us lovely things about your parents, grandparents or siblings. Anything.