Nothing changes but everything has

Our beautiful friend Deb passed on 13/08/21 after her second, brief battle with cancer.

Nothing changes but everything has

In the grand scheme of things, in life,
nothing has really changed but everything has.
The sun still rises lighting eastern skies
then falls, ceding the heavens to a pallid moon,
tides ebb and flow, their calming shushing washing shingled shores,
fetching and carrying, fetching and carrying, fetching...
The tick and tock of time, relentless, moves forward
with seconds changing to minutes, to hours, days, weeks, months,
this passing of time ushering in the season's change,
summer into autumn, into winter, into spring,
the season of new life, rebirth, but not yours,
for you now sleep eternally, peacefully, somewhere beyond this life
in the arms of the angels.

We didn't send a card, couldn't find the words,
and what use tear stained ink to broken hearts anyway, what use.
Even now as this written, what words could do justice,
could explain the numbness, disbelief,
the feeling of loss at your sudden passing
and how sadly you are missed, will always be missed...

Is it peaceful up in heaven
have you angel wings to fly,
can you hear our veiled hearts beating
can you see the tears we cry.

Will you visit in the small hours
come sit and chat awhile,
reminisce about good times spent
upon our faces paint a smile.

And will you hold us in your angel heart
as we in ours hold you,
until the time we meet again
when our lives they too are through.

Reviews

[Zoe Richardson]

Woah. give me a moment to dry my eyes. I lost my husband to diabetes, and this struck such a chord with me. Words are so hard to find when you experience loss. They seem so inadequate. But you found some here and they say just the right thing!

[Gee]

I'm sorry for your loss Zoe. As you say words do seem inadequate, trite even, so when we do find what we deem to be adequate we hope that they are also relatable to others.
Thank you

[Beccy]

'and what use tear stained ink to broken hearts anyway, what use.'

That is the line that brought me to tears, as it reminded me so much of my feeling of almost helplessness when a good friend of mine from uni passed very recently.

A beautiful tribute Gee and I have no doubt your friend will ever remain fresh and vivid in your minds.

Beccy.

[Gee]

Thanks Becky. Started this poem several times and scrapped it. Sometimes writing for folk you truly love seems to be the hardest thing to do.
Hope you are all well

[LostSage]

somebody someplace invented this thing called time! as I go through it I get more and more disappointed and disenchanted, I thought we all going to have fun....keep yourself sweet....have a wonderful day.....stars and flowers atcha ✨💐

[Gee]

Thank you..

[Miss Sharon]

So beautifully written. I could imagine me reading this to my only son who died in 2011 and is now in heaven. ~Sharon

[Gee]

So, so sad you lost your son, heartbreaking.
Thank you for dropping in

[John the Baptist]

A moving elegy here for one deeply beloved. A person cannot be brought back, but cherished memories can live forever.

[Gee]

Thank you for reading John

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. There are no words we can say to accept the death of a friend.
"And will you hold us in your angel heart
as in ours we all hold you,
until the time we meet again
when our lives they too are through."
The above lines. I have said often. Thank you my friend for sharing your powerful words and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Gee]

Thank you Coyote, hope you are well

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend.

[barleygirl]

This is beyond my ability to respond to it. Your way of observing the grave moments of life & death -- it's like no other. You take me there & immerse me in it. Love this line: "fetching and carrying, fetching and carrying, fetching..." -- so symbolic (((HUGS)))

[Gee]

Thanks Margie. So hard to accept Deb's passing :))

[Lorry]

We only ever fully appreciate someone when they are measured by their absence. The space they took up or the smiles shared or voice on the other end of the line, but it is all these things and more, gathered together into a life that you knew and shared for a brief point in time. But that brief point in time feels so much more than the sum of its parts and can truly only find its true purpose in the act of being fondly remembered.
That's all the epitaph we need, isn't it?
We'll see them all again Gee, life always has a way of ending with "To be continued" music playing us out, until we are thought of once more.
Hoping you and yours are well and getting through this "this" as best we can.

[Gee]

Hi Lorry, thanks. Have had a house full of Covid, wife and ma in law,, this contracted at the funeral I think.
Been a bit of a shite time :)
Hope you are keeping well.

[emmajoy]

Death has become more than personal these days, we're saturated by media but then.. then, what makes it even worse is the loss of someone loved. Your words pull at heart strings with a light hand, Gee; you don't roar for sympathy or agreement as to feelings. You tell, you share and .. behave best you can, that's how it goes. Whatever, memories will cling like limpets - for the good and comforting, for the bad and wretched. Such a sadness here..

[Gee]

Debs passing has hit so many really hard. She was the life and soul, a matriarch figure, funny, loving and as kind as kind can be.
During the early years of her marriage I was the third wheel, often leading her hubby astray on drinking sessions returning him to her arms in all manner of states :) Many a time she sat me down and read me the riot act.
I'll miss her greatly as will many others.
Thank you for your words:))

[emmajoy]

A friend like that reminds me of an ever floating spirit who never loses energy. How special she was.. is.. and always will be, dear man, and - everyone who'll wrap her memory around them

[jacob erin-cilberto]

This is so sad and beautiful at the same time.
and unfortunately I can relate so well. I had two friends who beat cancer, then it came back and got both of them. It was double fright and double sadness.
So sorry for your loss.
j.

[Gee]

This death is so, so hard to cometo terms with as I have known Debs for 45 years and her husband 50.
Thank you Jacob