Wednesday's Woe - Six Years of Grief

Wednesday's Woe

Six Years of Grief

Six years of grief,

There is some relief,

But no matter the year,

My baby's still not here...

Constant reminders as I shed each and ev'ry tear.

My life will never be the same

As I bear a Mother's most dreaded pain,

But I feel her walking near me

As I climb the steep terrain of faith's journey,

Needing God to ever steer me

Lest my grief completely impair me.

Six years of grief now ~

With God's help, still surviving somehow...

Six years of grief,

Putting one foot in front of the other,

The slow, grueling life of a Child-Loss grieving mother.

Pictures, thanks to Google Images

Poem - Six Years of Grief - Angie Bennett Prince - 8/1/2012

Wednesday’s Woe - Her Presence More Real... ~ After Four Years of Child-Loss

Wednesday’s Woe

Her Presence More Real...

~ After Four Years of Child-Loss

Going through papers to do my taxes,

I find a childhood picture of my baby

Playing “princess" dress-up with her friend:

O how precious to see my baby's grin...

Beautiful white lacy dress with sequins,

But she stuck her leg out t' th' side like a clown~

Her and her friend's best features ~ their grins,

Beautifully captured in clowning aroun'...

It seemed like yesterday, with no time lapses,

Like she's here now, happily playing...

4 years of child-loss wiped clean away

As I'm back "there," watching my child at play!

...New waves of grief rise within as I come back

To the reality of my stark lack,

Throwing me back to square one of my grief

Crushed ~

But she was JUST HERE, though the time so brief...

Where could she be ~ this child so full of life,

Her presence more real than 4 years of lost life...

*****

"Grief is like you're running a race, but you keep having to return to the starting line ~ It's just a series of starting all over, again and again. You never get to the finish...."

~Tommy Prince

Poem - Her Presence More Real... - Angie Bennett Prince - 10/20/2010