Friday, 7 September 2012

Tear Drops

For parents who have had to bury a child
The moment the words met her ears
The mother fell to her knees without a say.
Something so heavy crashed upon her;
The weight of a sorrow that neither tears
Nor time shall ever carry away.

The loss of a young child
Is something none can fathom nor explain.
No mother should have to lay to rest
Her child; it is something that makes one wild
With unrelenting sorrow and pain.

How does one endure such loss, since
It has left one desolate, shocked, in the hole
Of despair, with no light to guide you home?
How does life continue when the absence
Of a loved one pierces the very soul?

Loss such as this causes the mother’s tear drops
To fall silently in her shattered world, where
She sees her child all around her.
Haunting her in sights, smells and shops
Are glimpses of a beloved childish pose and well-known eyes and hair.

Flitting about her is a precious record
Of a loved one who has passed on into
A better life, where she cannot now follow,
But instead must move onward,
Trying to see beauty in a horrific view

Amidst the harrowing pain and
Never-ending sorrow, is a comforting Presence,
Who is there to help her persevere.
He holds her in the loving palm of His hand,
And catches each tear drop that falls into the surrounding silence.


  1. That is an amazing poem. So sad and true. A family waiting to bring home their adopted child just got news that their little girl has died. We're so sad for them.

  2. This gaves me chills. Last week a 15-year-old guy in my town got in a car accident and died. I feel so bad for his mom - she lost her husband just three months ago. I can't even imagine.

    You write very beautifully, Jess Leigh! I'm glad I found your blog.

  3. wow this is so sad but very beautiful at the same time. Your writing is amazing. I don't have any kids, but this makes me think of a friend of mine who just lost her 3 year old daughter. On the dark knight massacre, the six year old child that was shot to death...and my two cousins that died in a car accident at 16 and 18.
    my aunt and uncle were heart broken...I can only imagine.
    but the preacher said something at the funeral that I will never forget: "is 16 and 18 too young to die? yes. but if God had said 'I am going to give you two boys and they will only live to be 16 and 18' their parents would have still taken them, and cherrished the 16 and 18 years they had together.'"
    I don't know why but that just sticks out to me.
    I just found your blog and I know this comment is long, but I also want to say that your blog is awesome. I am so glad you are expressing yourself, because I read your bio up at the top...I think it is awesome, keep it up girl!!!
    have a great day.

  4. You've been awarded. :)


  5. You have a great blog! :)

    ~ Jess

  6. Thank you so much for all the support and kind comments! So sorry I'm only replying now, have been so busy studying for exams. Once they're over, I'll check out all your blogs :)