GRIEF OUT LOUD
I cry out loud, but no ears can hear me.
I scream into my pillow to hide my pain.
I am protected by the walls I built.
At times, I see a picture of hope.
But when I reach for it
I find that it’s only a negative.
I do not know where to go or what I feel
I have no place to run or even if I can.
I am alone.
I am afraid.
I am trapped inside the eye of my storm
Paralyzed~`°•▪︎
Help me please,
God
~Dee~
Levi, I’m so sorry that you couldn’t be here on your birthday.
I’m so sorry that I couldn’t tell you how precious your spirit was before you left this earth.
I’m so sorry that I let you down.
I’m sorry that I didn’t ask you to come home.
I’m so sorry that I didn’t pray on the night you went away.
I’m so sorry that I couldn’t be there to hold you when you were all alone…
I’m sorry that you had to leave this world alone…
I’m sorry that I couldn’t tell you how much I loved you.
I’m so sorry that I couldn’t tell you how important you were to me. Before you fell that night.
I’m so sorry that you couldn’t be here on your birthday so, I could hug you with all my might.
I am so sorry that I cannot see your smile one last time…
I’m so sorry that you left before I could say goodbye.
I’m so sorry…
I’m so sorry…
I’m so sorry…
Love always, and forever…
Regretfully,
Mom.🩵💙🩵
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February 19, 2022
By Donna Jones Bowles
AKA Dee Biggins
MY HOW TIME SLIPS AWAY
By Donna Brown Bowles AKA Dee ©
July 16, 2018
You have been gone so long.
We wished you weren’t so far away.
We pray for you every night.
Zoey prayed for you to come home today.
Well, I thought you might want to know that zoey graduated from kindergarten today.
His smile, how it lit up the room.
He so reminded me of you.
All the other moms were there.
His teacher said, “Sometimes he’s happy, but most of the time, he misses you.”
Oh, how we wish that you were there.
All the kids sang a song.
To thank the moms that came along.
But Zoey didn’t participate.
He just sat alone.
And wrote you a little poem.
The teacher said he could read his now.
But Zoey said he’s saving it for a special day.
When his mom comes home.
With every day that’s gone by, another memory slips away.
All the springs, summers, and falls and lonesome winters without you here.
My, how time slips away.
Zoey said to send his love.
His eyes filled up with tears as he looked at your picture on the wall.
I guess that’s how life becomes when moms are sad; the pain takes away all they have.
And son’s dream their dreams at night.
And tears fall all winter.
And summer comes
Eventually.
And time just slips away…
[By Donna Bowles AKA
Dee (C)
July 16 2018
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