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Dans l’espoir de vous revoir un jour

I’m sad. I just found out that a friend of mine died last week. I’m in shock. I had no clue she was ill. We’d met up a number of times in the last couple of years and there was no indication from the way she looked or anything she said that even alluded to the fact. But she was very ill and only a few people knew that. She’s the second friend of mine who’s died in the last four months.

I don’t believe they ever met; at least not through me but as I write this, I realise they had quite a lot in common. They are both survived by a husband, young children, parents and siblings. They were both dark-skinned, pretty and had a lovely smile. They both spoke French. They each had two children and they both turned 40 last year. They were from the same tribe in Nigeria but were born in the UK.

It’s funny how when people die, you start to wish you had done things differently. I wish I’d been in touch with them a lot more than I was. I don’t know if they really knew how much they meant to me because I don’t remember ever actually telling either of them. Perhaps they could tell from my actions. I don’t know for sure. I can only hope they did.

I’m struggling to find the words to adequately express how I feel. I  just want to pay my friends a tribute so I’m pouring out my heart in this poem;

It’s hard to believe you are gone

That for you a new dawn has begun

Planet Earth is now a bygone

And from life as we knew it, you’ve withdrawn

 

Grieving hearts, you’ve left in your wake

Feelings of sadness, pain and heartache

And though I know your death’s no mistake

These emotions remain so difficult to shake

 

For without so much as a backward glance

You went, yet no one can blame you for taking that stance

You’ve joined in the heavenly dance

With saints gone before to inhabit that promised manse

 

As you breathed your last on earth

On the other side, you awoke to mirth

Your departure, for us here,  a dearth

Your arrival, for them there,  a rebirth.

 

There are lots of things I never said

Leaving them all in my head

I hope my silence wasn’t misread

And that you saw my heart instead

 

You are missed already, dearly

Our hearts are broken so severely

We’re trying to hold up but barely

Keeping body and soul together merely.

 

You ran well and finished your race

No longer confined by time and space

Our Saviour you now embrace

Beholding Him face to face

 

So I smile through my tears

And lay down my hopes and fears

Before the One who bears my cares

And answers all  my prayers.

 

Someday we will meet again

Together with the Lord, we’ll reign

Then there’ll be no more pain

And our joy will forever have free rein.

 

“He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away.” Revelations 21:4.

 

Tara for now.

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