This is a collection of poems both my own and others which I have found inspiring, sad, and touching. If you have any that you think I should include, feel free to contact me.

A Different Kind of Parent
By: Emily Hughes

We are all different kinds of parents,
But we share much of the same.
We loved our children dearly,
From the very moment that they came.

While your baby might be with you,
Every day and every night.
My baby is with me,
In my heart I hold him tight.

As your eyes are feeling weary,
From very little sleep,
My tired eyes are blurry,
Because every night I weep.

When you hear your baby giggle,
Or you glance their sideways smile,
I am sitting quietly,
Remembering– for a while.

While you are building a family,
With your little one in tow,
We too are still a family,
We wanted you to know.

As you make memories together,
Christmas, Birthdays and more.
We are honoring our baby,
To help his spirit soar.

So you see, there are different kinds of parents.
Each loving, in their own way.
While your child grows to adulthood,
Our baby is here to stay.

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by Eileen Knight Hagemeister

It must be very difficult
To be a man in grief.
Since “men don’t cry” and “men are strong”
No tears can bring relief.

It must be very difficult
To stand up to the test.
And field calls and visitors
So that she can get some rest.

They always ask if she’s alright
And what she’s going through.
But seldom take his hand and ask,
“My friend, how are you?”

He hears her cry in the night
And thinks his heart will break.
And dries her tears and comforts her
But “stays strong” for her sake.

It must be very difficult
To start each day anew.
And try to be so very brave-
He lost his baby too.

 

I Lost My Child Today

by Netta Wilson

In Memory of her Daughter Caprice Cara Wilson, December 2, 1968 – November 20, 1994
~reprinted from May/June 2001 TCF Atlanta Newsletter

I lost my child today.
People came to weep and cry,
as I just sat and stared, dry eyed.
They struggled to find words to say
to try and make the pain go away.
I walked the floor in disbelief,
I lost my child today.
I lost my child last month.
Most of the people went away,
some still call and some still stay.
I wait to wake up from this dream.
This can’t be real, I want to scream.
Yet everything is locked inside.
God help me, I want to die.
I lost my child last month.
I lost my child last year.
Now people who had come, have gone.
I sit and struggle all day long
to bear the pain so deep inside.
And now my friends just question,
Why? Why does this mother not move on?
Just sits and sings the same old song.
Good heavens, it has been so long.
I lost my child last year.
Time has not moved on for me.
The numbness it has disappeared.
My eyes have now cried many tears.
I see the look upon your face
“You must move on and leave this place.”
Yet I am trapped right here in time,
The songs the same, as is the rhyme.
I lost my child……. TODAY…….

My Child’s Name

Author Unknown

Go ahead and mention my child,
The one that died, you know.
Don’t worry about hurting me further.
The depth of my pain doesn’t show.
Don’t worry about making me cry.
I’m already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing the tears that I try to hide.
I’m hurt when you just keep silent, pretending he didn’t exist.
I’d rather you mention my child,
Knowing that he has been missed.
You asked me how I was doing,
I say “pretty good” or “fine.”
But healing is something ongoing.
I feel it will take a lifetime.

Walk With Me

Author unknown

Walk with me…
Walk in my shoes
for one single day.
Then you’ll see why
I need to pray.
Come live in my home
for a week or two
and then remember
I am just like you.
I didn’t ask for the things I was given
I didn’t choose this road I have taken
Walk a mile with me hand in hand
Then perhaps you will understand.

I’m not really complaining
about the stress in my life,
I know that we all have
some toil and some strife.
But walk with me, when you think
I am wrong, walk with me
and you’ll start to belong.
Embrace my sorrows,
like they are your own,
And then you will know me
And see I have grown.

The journey I take
is different from yours
My life took one of those
unexpected detours,
But this road that I travel
is not really so long,
If the people who watch me
will join in my song.
Listen to my footsteps
and watch how I dance
And then you will know me
and give me a chance.

Take heart and remember
It can happen to you,
who knows where my pathway
will cross over to you?
So speak to me softly
if you can’t understand
Remember I once stood
right there where you stand.
And walk with me gently
when the day is at end.
And then I will know
I can call you my friend.

Little Boy
By: Emily Hughes
Written for Jack Everett Hughes
 
Little boy, you took our breath away
the day we found out about you;
Our hearts and minds were racing,
We couldn’t believe it was true.
 
The ultrasound confirmed it,
your little heart was beating;
And that was when we began,
To look forward to our meeting.
 
We did everything we could,
To make everything just right;
Your mommy even threw up
Throughout the day and the night!
 
But you had your own plans,
You decided to come early;
And when you got to the NICU,
You showed the nurses you were surly.
 
You fought so hard… for so long…
You truly showed us all;
What it means to be strong.
 
But when it came time,
When you could no longer fight,
We said our goodbyes,
One last good night.
 
While we miss you everyday,
And struggle to maintain,
We know that you are peaceful,
And free of any pain.
 
So please know that we love you,
Our precious little boy,
And keep us close to your heart,
Because you brought us so much joy.

Love will Endure

If I can let you go as trees let go
Their leaves, so casually, one by one;
If I can come to know what they do know,
That fall is the release, the consummation…
If I can take the dark with open eyes
And call it seasonal, not harsh or strange
(For love itself may need a time of sleep),
And, treelike, stand unmoved before the change,
Lose what I lose to keep what I can keep,
The strong root still alive under the snow,
Love will endure – if I can let you go.

Gods Little Child

Mommy please don’t be sad, I miss you so much too.
It’s beautiful here, but I worry a lot about you.
I sleep with angels watching me…there is only love up here.
……I am never lonely or afraid because God is so very near.
I walk with Jesus every day, He is very kind and loving.
Don’t worry Mom, He holds my hand when we cross a golden street.
I never cry or hurt myself. I see Great Grandma every day.
I play and laugh and sing a lot and I hear you when you pray.
Please Mommy, don’t be mad at God, you see He loves me too.
And even though you are not with me, I am really still with you

My Missing Piece
By: Emily Hughes (emilyhughes88@yahoo.com)

A piece of me is missing,
This much I know is true.
I walk around in an empty life,
Wishing we had you.

I can feel the hole in my spirit,
I can feel that empty place,
Where I know that you should be,
Where I should see your smiling face.

And I keep trying to think,
Maybe today it will get better.
But everyday there is something new,
This pain will last forever.

While people want me to move on,
To find peace, to quit wishing.
I can’t help but to love you,
A piece of me is missing.

On Friendship
By: Emily Hughes

The true test of a friendship,
Comes not when times are good.
The true test of a friendship comes,
When we need to be understood.

When our life is upheaval,
And we are shaken to our core.
A true friend can reach out to us,
And offer something more.

A true friend offers comfort,
A safe place to voice our woes.
And they can listen without judgement.
Because heaven only knows.

A true friend offers simply,
No complexities, no  strings.
They do not offer empty promises,
And expect in return no things.

A true friend loves us wholly,
Every piece, Every part.
And when you are in need of it,
They will help you mend your broken heart.

I am lucky to have true friends.
Who have been there, through it all.
Who have held me up in my weakest times,
Who didn’t let me fall.

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