Bereavement Support Group

I wrote some poems after my mom died, grappling with some issues. Here are two, there are two more in my journal. I am sorry if the first one offends anyone but I was very depressed...


FALL


Fall, why must you be so dreary?

Your chilling rains and icy winds never fail to pierce my soul

Bringing along your husband Sorrow

Too soon you strip the trees of all their beauty

Leaving their colors to be trampled into the earth

Why must you destroy things so?

Your child, Night, falls quickly upon the living

Engulfing all in deep, dark paralysis

Shadowy Night drags Dreadful Death in tow

Mercilessly ripping loved ones from their children



TO MY MOTHER


All these years I never knew

That I was slowly becoming you

You always gave such good advice

To those who hurt you, you were nice

You always had a knack for caring

So many turned to you for sharing

How could you be so full of life

And keep inside your inner strife?

Now with you gone I have nowhere to turn

I only have your life to learn.
Posted on 08/24/08, 01:08 am