The Two Frogs


Vic reminds me of the 2nd little frog…

My Good Time Stories

A group of frogs were traveling through the woods, and two of them fell into a deep pit. When the other frogs saw how deep the pit was, they told the two frogs that they were as good as dead. The two frogs ignored the comments and tried to jump up out of the pit with all their might. The other frogs kept telling them to stop, that they were as good as dead. Finally, one of the frogs took heed to what the other frogs were saying and gave up. He fell down and died.

The other frog continued to jump as hard as he could. Once again, the crowd of frogs yelled at him to stop the pain and just die. He jumped even harder and finally made it out. When he got out, the other frogs said, “Did you not hear us?” The frog explained to them…

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Precious Gift – adapted



When times seemed too hard to bear and I felt like giving up
I saw your beautiful face, the twinkle of your eyes and things of such
The bond we created from my womb to the day you were born
Is a mother and daughter bond that can never be torn
With the strength and guidance of God and the blessings He pours down from above
I wanted to be the best mom I could be to you and embraced you with all my love
You were as precious as a flower and as gorgeous as a rose
You were specially made to the very tip of your nose
You were as sweet as honey; such an innocent young child
You were brighter than any star in the sky every time you smiled
I wanted you to be proud of who you were and strive to be the best
I taught you to put effort into achieving your goals and let God do the rest
I was always your mother, but also your friend
You are the most precious gift, that I’ve ever been given

With All My Love,

Mommy

Precious Gift © Sherri Lawrence

Source: Precious Gift, Mother Daughter Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/precious-gift-2#ixzz2bezERmvm
Family Friend Poems 

 

That flight…


Aarthi Raghavan has once again honoured Vic and I with a beautiful poem… Aarthi is a brilliant poet whose work I love! This poem moved me to tears
I honestly know nothing about Aarthi. I do not know whether Aarthi is male or female, single or married, childless of parent…All I know is the heart of this amazing poet.

Aarthi has a pure and compassionate soul, is giving and soulful…Thank you Aarthi for these beautiful words and remembering my precious child.

You have a Gift! And you share it!

After I read this post I printed it and went outside and sat on the swing in Vic’s Angel Garden. The sun was gently setting and the air was cool. I felt Vic’s presence next to me. I feel stupid to write this but I spoke to her out loud. I told her how much I missed her and how huge the void is in my life without her. I read Aarthi’s words to Vic.

I felt her presence in the breeze, I heard her whisper “I love you Mommy” I felt at peace.

Thank you Aarthi for remembering Vic and honouring her with your beautiful words!!! You would truly have adored her.


that flight.

by ART


Vic and Tersia.. they occupy many of my thoughts, day, night, or times when I look for inspiration.. not words.. just inspiration.. that can make me smile, make my heart beat soft, constant and in comfort… I wish to dedicate this poem to a wonderful mother and her amazing daughter, for I know they are inseparable :)

often she smiled
thought to herself
why she had to deserve
all that which was unfair

she thought about her mom
her tears, her smiles
her heart beating in worry
and out of care, out of deep love

she lived her life like none of us
she smiled for special reasons
not fake, real special they were
for they reached your heart

they tried so hard
to seek happiness together
make memories forever
loving all that was on offer

even in the middle of
uncertainties
they managed
to share their stories

they made me wonder
of the beauty of love,
motherhood
of all things truly beautiful in this world

that flight
which she eventually took
must have been beautiful
freeing her from a lot of things

making her ever more precious
in our hearts
in our memories
in our thoughts
in our lives…

i wish i could have seen her
in person
made her smile
and then had a chance
to smile with her

it would have been bliss
indeed
to have a friend like her
to have been happy as her
for she is truly special…

:) I love you guys.. and I love your words Tersia… I will forever be glad to have met you.. even if it were through words…

http://citystone.wordpress.com/2012/10/23/to-vic-and-her-wonderful-mom/

http://citystone.wordpress.com/2013/08/06/that-flight/

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http://sickocean.wordpress.com/category/poetry/

http://citystone.wordpress.com/2013/08/06/even-if-i-write-it/

Saturday poem: Loss


Thank you Kate Swaffer!  Kate blogs about the critical issues that impact on a person living with a diagnosis of dementia and their loved ones.  Kate is inspirational, motivated and positive.

loss

Loss

Tragedy so great

Illuminating you with sadness

Seems impossible to recover

Lack of lustre lasting forever

Acceptance and healing

A lifetime away

To hear a song or smell a scent

That throws you right back

Into the pit of grief

One step forward

Many steps backwards

From the intensity of sorrow

Meaninglessness, emptiness

Impaired judgments

Damaged relationships

Memories stained with pain

Walls crumbling inside your heart

The journey of loss is long

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STRUCK


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I found this wonderfully talented poet blog when I was reading some Freshly Pressed blogs.  This woman is a member of the “My Child is Dead” club too.  When I read these words they echoed through my soul.  I am hoping that I will feel whole again…I don’t yet.  
 
I miss my child!!!!!
 

Most of the time I feel you are here with me

Most of the time I feel whole again

But comes a day like today

When I feel your loss

More sharply than before

It makes my heart hurt

And my feelings sink

I feel as if I am rooted to the earth

And cannot move

 

I tell myself that I just need some time

I will recover

And go on

And move more freely

 

I will wait until your memories stop by again

And have them restore me to whole

Yet again.

But you go on


Beautiful words blogged by Dr Bill Wooten.  http://drbillwooten.com/2013/04/20/but-you-go-on/  Thank you Bill

But you go on

April 20, 2013 by Dr Bill

“Not the loss alone,
But what comes after.
If it ended completely
At loss, the rest
Wouldn’t matter.

But you go on.
And the world also.

And words, words
In a poem or song:
Aren’t they a stream
On which your feelings float?

Aren’t they also
The banks of that stream
And you yourself the flowing?”

~ Gregory Orr

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