I Cried
I cried hot burning tears...
That stung my soul as they stung my cheeks.
I closed my eyes wishing I could close my ears
As those awful words were said...
Those evil cruel words that noone wanted to say...
Your child is gone....
Your child is no more.
But you are not gone, don't they know?
For you are here…
Right here in my broken aching heart.
And I cry hot burning tears...
That sting my soul as they sting my cheeks.
©2004
Please do not take my poem and claim it as your own. Please do not take it and share arthor unknown or annonymous. Please, just share the link to my page. This poem is very personal and very precious to me. It was written from my heart about the most painful thing that ever happened to me....the most painful thing that can happen to any parent....the death of my child. Thank you for respecting my wishes.