Friday, June 5, 2009

Nights once filled with cries
now filled with lonely tears
A mother's heart breaking
and wishing baby near.

No answer to the question
of why you had to go
No comfort to the hearts
of those who loved you so.

Each day starts with wonder
oh why get up today
All the reasons for my labor
have left and gone away.

Is there any light
in my dark and dreary day
I need a bright sunshine
to make me want to stay.
~ Rita 6/6/09

When a parent dies, you lose your past; when a child dies, you lose your future. - Anonymous


Lucy and Ethel said...

Rita, the poem is beautiful. I'm asking permission now to use it in the blog sometime.

You need to be writing... a lot! Not only is it great therapy, you have a gift for putting into words what you're feeling, and that's not always easy to do.

Hugs from NC, where there is SUNSHINE today!!!


Anonymous said...

Rita, what a beautiful poem. You do have the gift for writing.