WHEN I JUST WONDER...WHY?

Still missing my son.

WHILE I JUST WONDER...WHY?

Well, here I sit at Starbucks now

To have my caffeine fix.

With tiredness and depression deep

Among the Autumn mix.

It happens every year it seems

About this time on earth,

As I remember fondly then

The day of your sweet birth.

Your life was much too short my son...

My tears still pool then fall.

The need to have you here with me

Is hurting most of all.

I've heard it said that time will heal,

But I know that's a lie.

Because my broken heart still beats

While I just wonder...why?

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In loving memory of my son

Rodney Alan Peeples

Reviews

[schlanks]

A beautiful tribute brimming with as much love as it is sadness. I love how effectively the first stanza sets the scene and puts us there with you as you express your thoughts. I have no doubt your son would love this as much as everyone here. I am sorry for your loss.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you for your kind review! ~Sharon

[Gee]

A beautiful but heart rending poem.
Would not even want to think of the pain that a parent who loses a child must bear.
Hope you are keeping well, good morning

[Sami Khalil]

Heartbreaking indeed; sorry for your loss. May God give you solace.

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you for such a beautiful response to this write! And yes...God has been my sweet comfort. ~Sharon

[Sami Khalil]

Marvelous! You are welcome all along.

[andrew mitchell]

A lovely tribute Sharon and sorry for your loss.

[Desert Knave]

Such a gorgeous and touching tribute. You really do write beautifully. ~Jim

[Miss Sharon]

You are very kind Jim! Thanks so much for your lovely review. ~Sharon

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Sharon... I often "wonder why"... the Sky has many Clouds of our loved ones... visions that I cherish. Wishing you "the Peace that passes understanding. softly, Pat

[John the Baptist]

The grief in this one is genuine. Some losses do respond to the passage of the years, others do not. There may come a time, however, when you may wonder if your son would want you to keep grieving.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

And I am sure from up above he looks down and reads your words, knows you will never forget him or stop loving him.

[emmajoygreen]

Love hurts so much, dear friend. Respect for your poem, hugs for your pain. (Miss Sharon)

[Miss Sharon]

Thank you my friend for your warm and compassionate response to this write. You are appreciated! ~Sharon

[John Alexander McFadyen]

This is a deeply sad and loving tribute in a crisply rhyming verse. Your words convey the depth of agony you feel and dispel the myth that it simply evaporates with time. So sorry you have to feel that way.