I remember the look on his dear face as he told me “I love you.”
I can see myself, heartbroken, saying that I loved him too.
I remember that I held his hand while he whispered “Goodbye, dear.”
I remember that I said “Don’t leave, ” and bedewed his face with tears.
I remember that he kissed my hands before he closed his eyes.
I looked up after he left me, for he left me for the skies.
I remember sitting by the bed, while he was dead and cold.
I remember feeling suddenly that I was strained and old.
I remember touching the dear, cold face, beholding the way he’d been.
I said out loud that I loved him—as much as I loved him then.
The funeral day then came around; and there I said goodbye.
I kissed his head; said, “I love you.” Yet, I did not even cry.
I knew I’d see him again someday, when I joined him in the air.
I know he’s happier with the Lord; and one day, I’ll meet him there.
Very poignant, beautifully written, so very moving.....could picture and feel the scene.....10+
Paige, Excellent and poignant for one so young. I felt as the writer felt and almost did not want to read on for the pain, but I did read on, such a good poem.
For now I know he’s happier with the Lord; and one day, I’ll meet him there.... lot more happiness with Lord.. godd write and praise worthy......10 read mine rest in peace and butterflies around
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There is genuine feeling here, simply expressed, the best way to communicate emotions. The repetition of 'I remember' is not overdone, and the ending, with 'I knew' and 'I know', makes the whole experience an optimistic one.