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Admitting Death to Life

Author: Inducted_Kitty
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A night I will never forget, and never fully understand or accept, hard as I have tried...

Admitting Death to Life

The ride was the longest, though distance was short,
The fear was not knowing
The final report.

We arrived within minutes, our hearts beating wild,
The doctor then met us
Regarding our child.

He broke the news quickly, though gently he tried,
To make no mistake that
Our son had just died.

He tried to console us, our grief knew no bounds,
Then he left us alone
To continue his rounds.

Approaching the bed where our son lay, so still,
Disbelief and blind pain
Was against all our will.

I kissed his sweet face, and I stroked his strong hand,
And his soul spoke to mine
From a foreign new land.

He said "Mom, I'm okay, I have just travelled on.
Please don't grieve so for me,
For I'm not really gone."

I knew deep in my heart, that his words rang with truth,
Yet, I couldn't accept it
This death of a youth.

As though he knew I would reject this,
He sent peace to my heart from above
And he made me accept this deep sorrow
And I did, with the help of his love...

Submitted on 2005-08-26 11:51:26     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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No words cannot describe what you just wrote. It needs no critic for it is perfect just the way it is. You wrote this from the depth of your heart and nobody can tell you otherwise. My prayers are with you and cherish his memories everyday. He would want that.
Good luck with everything. Hugs to you
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by charmedidentity | [ Reply to This ]
  I'm so sorry for your loss. :( You're brave to write about it and the terrible pain of that moment and the moments since is easy to pick up in the words. The most harrowing part for me was when you described the doctor continuing his rounds, which is a painful reminder that life moves on for everyone else. I don't think rhyme does this justice because it directs the choice of some of the words and that locks away the power of the emotion in this case. Keep on keepin on & big hugs to you.
| Posted on 2005-08-26 00:00:00 | by Daniel Barlow | [ Reply to This ]

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