• A Grief Observed

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    i did not know
    when that day came
    that every day after
    would be stained

    that time
    forever forward
    would be torn by
    this wound
    that will never close

    i revisit photos
    to look into your eyes
    to hear your voice
    and to watch you

    laugh
    worry
    tease
    feel
    play
    learn
    listen

    and to watch you

    grow

    when
    you embraced life
    and gave what you had
    to it

    and i feel the warmth
    that you were

    the light

    my boy

    the light
    that you were

    alive
    exuberant
    strong
    expectant
    engaged

    arriving

    until it came

    but then it came

    that day

    that ended
    all the rest of yours
    and that stole
    you from me
    for the rest
    of mine

    my son
    my son

    every morning
    i look for you
    and then

    i remember to breathe

    i did not know
    when that day came
    that every day after
    would be stained

    with this ache
    that will not leave
    and this hunger
    to find you
    to see you
    to feel you
    to save you

    my beloved son
    my heart left with you

    my heart left with you
    my beloved son

    my beloved son

    – for lr

    About

    A web programmer by day, I somehow still spend a lot of time thinking about relationships, God, and the significance of grace and love in daily events. I am old school in the sense that I believe in the reality of sin, and in the need of each human heart for deliverance to the Divine. I am one of those who believes that Jesus Christ is the Son of God, and that you can find most answers to life's pressing issues in Him and His Word, the Bible. I ain't perfect, and a lot of the time I ain't good, but by God's grace and kindness, I am forgiven and free.

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