Blake
Tonight I close my eyes,
holding the terrible knowledge that as I sleep
one hundred angels will tug with all their might,
and someone's child miles away
will be replaced by a handful of memories.
My heart swells with pain,
and sleep feels sick and selfish.
How can my life go on when one is about to cease?
I can only dream of a sweet face laced with tubes.
Tonight his fight is scheduled to end.
I dread the morning, when I will open my eyes to grief,
knowing his sighs tapered as I slept.
No more pain. Only peace.
Rest, angel.
Labels: death, grief, Williams syndrome
posted by Nancy at 2:29 PM
15 Comments:
Really beautiful, Nancy. Brought tears to my eyes.
Oh Nance I am in tears that is just beautiful
That was amazing, Nancy. You have a gift.
Thank you, Nancy. I have been numb all day. Your beautiful words finally helped me to let the tears flow.
Thank you Nacy, that was beautiful. And you are right, no more pain, only peace.
Noel
Absolutely beautiful, Nancy.
Once again, just beautifully said. Rest dear Blake, simply rest...
Beautiful Nancy.
No more pain, only peace.
I just wanted to say that I am sorry for the loss of your friends little boy. I know that the support that she receives from all of you must mean alot to her during this time. She and all of you, will be in my prayers.
The poem you wrote for him is simply beautiful.
Beautiful, you have an amazing gift Nancy.
XOXO
peace.
What an amazing group of women!!!
Nance... you are such a beautiful person on the outside and even more so on the inside!!!
Upholding you all in our prayers!!
Dee-ta
A touching, beautiful tribute to Blake, Nancy. My eyes, too, are filled with tears.
A friend at work just lost her son, he was 32. It's always hard, always a nightmare.
Words give our emotions a voice. Brilliant!
Blake is whole, healed and dancing with the angels. I believe!
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