The silence of you


Thursday 9th February

One hundred weeks of heartache 

One hundred weeks of Why?

I know you’re there in heaven

Just wish you were by my side.


Seven hundred days without you

Seven hundred days of pain

I’ll grieve for you forever

Until I can see you again.


Each morning’s just the same

Waking up and you’re not there

Reliving that terrible night

The silence of you is everywhere.

  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .  .

It’s Thursday. Again.

One hundred weeks ago

Seven hundred days ago

Since you took your last breath.


I miss you so much

Love you forever

Precious Angel

Beloved son.


An easterly wind still blows


15 responses »

  1. 😢, thank you for this! It’s amazing how you never stop grieving the death of your child ever. I watched my mum grieve my sister’s death for over 20 years until her own death.Beautiful poem, well written.❤

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s