Loss of Son Poem: Alive in The Silent Force that Moves Us All

Loss of son poem:  nothing can be said to take the pain away in losing a child. No one can do anything to mend the hole in your heart.  No one knows how you feel.  Let this poem be a tribute to him, as short or long as his life was.

© Joshua Cintron

My son, a great calling was placed on
the crown of your head.

Your birth—your journey through life—
touched and moved hearts a plenty.
Your infectious laugh, laid-back demeanor,
joyous presence;

all given and welcomed with open hearts.

You are not gone; no! You are alive in the
silent force that moves us all. You
live in the memories adorned on the
walls of hearts and souls you infectiously
touched.

Go and rest for you feel pain
no more. You are with your creator now,

resting in their gentle hands.

Continue to touch our lives, guiding us now as our
guardian angel.

Rest in peace my son.

 

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