Poems
on Loss of Loved Ones
The
following poems each represent the loss of a loved one and how those left
behind have to deal with their pain. I hope if you have experienced the
loss of a loved one, you will find comfort in these poems.
Index
Is Heaven in the Yellow Pages? (a poem from a young
child to a mother who passed away)
Only the Best (a poem about loosing someone special)
My Dearest Family (a poem from someone who passed
on and is reassuring their family that they are fine)
Their Journey's Just Begun (a poem about death
and the journey there)
Why God Takes Little Children (a poem regarding the
loss of a child)
Don't Worry Mommy (a poem from a child who has passed
on to her mother who still lives)
The Mention of Her Name (a poem from a mother regarding
the lost of her daughter and how some people react badly to a loss)
Eternity
A Child on Loan ( a poem from God stating that
our children are just on loan to us)
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IS
HEAVEN IN THE YELLOW PAGES?

Mommy
went to Heaven, but I need her here today,
My tummy hurts and I fell down, I need her right away.
Operator can you tell me how to find her in this book?
Is heaven in the yellow part, I don't know where to look.
I think my daddy needs her too, at night I hear him cry.
I hear him call her name sometimes, but I really don't know why.
Maybe if I call her, she will hurry home to me.
Is Heaven very far away, is it across the sea?
She's been gone a long, long time she needs to come home now!
I really need to reach her, but I simply don't know how.
Help me find the number please, is it listed under "Heaven"?
I can't read these big big words, I am only seven.
I'm sorry operator, I didn't mean to make you cry,
Is your tummy hurting too, or is there something in your eye?
If I call my church maybe they will know.
Mommy said when we need help that's where we should go.
I found the number to my church tacked up on the wall.
Thank you operator, I'll give them a call.
- Poem by Donna Groleau
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Only
The Best
A heart of gold stopped beating,
two shining eyes at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove,
He only takes the best.
God knows you had to leave us,
but you did not go alone,
for part of us went with you,
the day He took you home.
To some you are forgotten,
to others just part of the past,
but to us who loved and lost you,
the memory will always last.
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My
Dearest Family
Some things I'd like to say
but first of all to let you know
that I arrived okay.
I'm writing this from Heaven
where I dwell with God above
where there's no more tears or sadness
there is just eternal love.
Please do not be unhappy
just because I'm out of sight
remember that I'm with you
every morning, noon and night.
That day I had to leave you
when my life on Earth was through,
God picked me up and hugged me
and He said I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again,
you were missed while you were gone,
as for your dearest family
they'll be here later on.
I need you here so badly
as part of My big plan,
there's so much that we have to do
to help our mortal man.
Then God gave me a list of things
He wished for me to do,
and foremost on that list of mine
is to watch and care for you.
And I will be beside you
every day and week and year,
and when you're sad,
I'm standing there
to wipe away the tear.
And when you lie in bed at night,
the days chores put to flight,
God and I are closest to you
in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth
and all those loving years,
because you're only human
they are bound to bring you tears.
But do not be afraid to cry,
it does relieve the pain,
remember there would be no flowers,
unless there was some rain.
I wish that I could tell you
of all that God has planned,
but if I were to tell you,
you wouldn't understand.
But one thing is for certain,
though my life on Earth is o'er.
I am closer to you now
than I ever was before.
And to my very many friends,
trust God knows what is best.
I'm still not far away from you,
I'm just beyond the crest.
There are rocky roads ahead of you,
and many hills to climb,
but together we can do it
taking one day at a time.
It was always my philosophy
and I'd like it for you too
that as you give unto the World
so the World will give to you.
If you can help somebody
who is in sorrow or in pain,
then you can say to God at night
my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented
that my life it was worthwhile,
knowing as I passed along the way
I made somebody smile.
So if you meet somebody
who is down and feeling low,
just lend a hand to pick him up
as on your way you go.
When you are walking
down the street
and you've got me on your mind,
I'm walking in your footsteps
only half a step behind.
And when you feel the gentle breeze
or the wind upon your face,
that's me giving you a great big hug
or just a soft embrace.
And when it's time for you to go
from that body to be free,
remember you're not going
you are coming here to me,
And I will always love you
from that land way up above.
Will be in touch again soon.
P.S. God sends His Love.
Author
Unknown
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Their
Journey's Just Begun
Don't think of them as gone away,
their journey has just begun.
Life holds so many facets,
this earth is only one.
Just think of them as resting
from the sorrows and the tears,
in a place of warmth and comfort,
where there are no days and years.
Think of how they must be wishing
that we could know, today,
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.
And think of them as living
in the hearts of those they touched
for nothing loved is ever lost
and they were loved so much.
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Only
The Best
A heart of gold stopped beating,
two shining eyes at rest,
God broke our hearts to prove,
He only takes the best.
God knows you had to leave us,
but you did not go alone,
for part of us went with you,
the day He took you home.
To some you are forgotten,
to others just part of the past,
but to us who loved and lost you,
the memory will always last.
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Why
God Takes Little Children
When God calls little children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the wisdom of His love.
For no heartache compares with,
the death of one small child.
Who does so much to make our world,
seem so wonderful and mild.
Perhaps God tires of calling
the aged to His fold.
So He picks a rosebud
before it can grow old.
God knows how much we need them,
and so He takes but few.
To make the land of heaven
more beautiful to view.
Believing this is difficult
still somehow we must try.
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be Good-bye.
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind,
Must realize God loves children.
ANGELS ARE HARD TO FIND!
Author Unknown
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Don't
Worry Mommy
Mommy
please don't be sad,
I miss you so much too.
It's beautiful here,
but I worry a lot about you.
I sleep with angels watching me...
there is only love up here.
I am never lonely or afraid
because God is so very near.
I walk with Jesus every day,
He is very kind and loving.
Don't worry Mom, He holds my hand
when we cross a golden street.
I never cry or hurt myself.
I see Grandpa every day.
I play and laugh and sing a lot
and I hear you when you pray.
Please Mommy, don't be mad at God,
you see He loves me too.
And even though you are not with me,
I am really still with you.
Author Unknown
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The
Mention of Her Name
"The mention of my child's name
May bring tears to my eyes,
But it never fails to bring
Music to my ears.
If you are really my friend,
Let me hear the beautiful music
of her name.
It soothes my broken heart
And sings to my soul."
Author Unknown
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Eternity
I smile whenever I recall
The special moments we have had;
Walking always hand in hand
Through the good times and the bad.
Sometimes, I think it is a dream --
The love you give me could not be;
But then when you are in my arms
There's no mistake in its purity.
Whether I'm with you or far away,
My thoughts are always drawn to you
Like a compass needle pointing North
To a love much more than true.
Of all the people on this Earth --
How lucky can a person be;
To have found the likes of you, my love,
With whom to share eternity!
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A
Child On Loan
"I'll send you for a little time
A Child of Mine," He said
"For you to love the while she lives,
And mourn for when she's dead."
It
may be one or seven years
Or twenty-two and three,
But will you, till I call her back,
Take care of her for me?
She'll
bring her charms to gladden you,
And should her stay be brief,
You'll have her lovely memories
As solace for your grief.
I
cannot promise she will stay
Since all from earth returns.
But there are lessons taught down there
I want this child to learn.
I've
looked the wide world over
In search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's loves
I have selected you.
Now
will you give her all your love,
Not think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call
And take her back again?"
I
fancied that I heard them say,
"Dear Lord, thy will be done
For all the joy Thy child shall bring
The risk of grief we'll run.
We'll
shelter her with tenderness
We'll love her while we may
And for the happiness we've known
Forever grateful stay.
But
should the angels call for her
Much sooner than we'd planned
We'll brave the bitter grief that
comes And try to understand."
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