The Five Stages Of Grief Poem by dave lessard

One...Denial.

I can't accept the fact
that he is dead,
he was just a boy, of five;
don't tell me he is gone,
that he has died,
how can I see him, but alive!

Two...Anger.

Whose fault is this,
that let it happen?
not mine, you left me
months ago;
and now you say, his
death means nothing!
how would you in your
"wisdom", know! ?

Three...Bargaining.

I told God that I
would straighten out,
if He wouldn't cause
my son to die;
but you can't negotiate
with God,
no matter how damn hard
you cry.

Four...Depression.

I've nothing left to hold
onto, or subsist,
why must I work and eat
and sleep?
the waters that took him,
took me too,
I sit alone, just alive,
and weep.

Five...Acceptance.

Perhaps I'll see him
in God's heaven,
there is a future hope,
they say;
he'll be as I remember,
a handsome lad,
in fields of glory,
on that lovely day.