I'd like to share a beautiful, touching poem that a new friend has said I can put on here. My friend has suffered so much loss in her life, and her poems reflect her feelings.
Go ahead and mention my children, the ones 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 am already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing, the tears I try to hide.
I’m hurt when you just keep silent, pretending they didn’t exist.
I’d rather you mention my children, knowing that they are 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.
Written by Kat.
Go ahead and mention my children, the ones 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 am already crying inside.
Help me to heal by releasing, the tears I try to hide.
I’m hurt when you just keep silent, pretending they didn’t exist.
I’d rather you mention my children, knowing that they are 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.
Written by Kat.
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