The joy is gone with Adam, he is gone,
but memories of him will never fade;
I thank you God, that I could know my son,
although new memories cannot be made.
The sweetness of his life is mine to keep,
the love he gave remains with me forever.
With passing years the fewer tears I weep,
but I shall not forget my Adam, ever.
Author notes
As a parent I have thought about these feelings, and although I do not yet know getsbetter, I offer my condolences with my verses.
Option 2,3
A contest entry
- In Honor of Adam -Invite Only by B Chandler.
3600 points, ended April 8, 2007, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Death does not seperate us
This a a lovely tribute to Adam. I know they never leave us. My son still drops in regulary to say hello.
Especially around hi birthday or mine etc.
Hugs
Jan
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What do I say to such woderful friends I have here at AP. I will keep these poems and read each one to him at his site on his memorial date, also I will be adding them to his page here. These precious words you all have written here have touched me more than you will ever know and the tears the words have brought. But tears I wouldnt trade for the world to and from you beautiful people here. I thank you from the very bottom of my heart for taking this time from your valueable days and family. God bless...Love GETS
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What do I say to such woderful friends I have here at AP. I will keep these poems and read each one to him at his site on his memorial date, also I will be adding them to his page here. These precious words you all have written here have touched me more than you will ever know and the tears the words have brought. But tears I wouldnt trade for the world to and from you beautiful people here. I thank you from the very bottom of my heart for taking this time from your valueable days and family. God bless...Love GETS
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Please forgive my standarized comment here, but I am too emotional to see or think straight to leave a proper comment but felt a comment was certainly called for. I want to thank you for taking the time to honor Gary and his son Adam. Your words and sentiment are truly felt, trust me. My tears don't lie.
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That is very understandable, I don't mind at all.
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A beautiful piece, Margaret, in honor of a sweet young boy. It is so difficult to lose a child in any way, but when they are so young, it seems to hurt so much more. Your heart is beautiful, my dear friend. Hugs, Patricia
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Thank you Patricia - I tried to put myself in the place of a grieving parent. This poem is in quatrain form, with abab rhymes.
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Contest or no, poet, you speak with great compassion and understanding...you bring great comfort to weary hearts... I thank you...Peace, Rhonda...and as the previous commentor stated, your form is superceded only by your heart here shared...
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Thank you Rhonda - loss and grief assail everyone, though each has his own shades of meaning to contend with. If I can speak from my loss to someone else's comfort, my heart overflows. Thank you again for your comment and applause.
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All parents know--
--the pain in this, and the love, lost too soon, even if we have not been there yet. We protect them from harm but harm sometimes wins and then we have the memories.
We had an Adam in my community, a sunny little lad, who on returning from Kindergarten, stepped out from behind the school bus, and was sent flying by a truck, to land dead at his parents' feet across the road. It has been years but here and there along the highway on approaching bus stops, a large billboard with his picture, begs "Remember Adam." The first ones were prompt, from community contributions, but then other communities made copies. The billboards spread after the provincial police undertook the project, to put them throughout the province so it cannot happen again.
The truck driver was punished as the law decrees, but as you said, it does not bring him back.
Flawless meter and rhyme pass unnoticed in the meaning of this poem, as they should.
Terry
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Dear Terry, thank you for your sensitive reading. Sir Walter Raleigh referred to his children as "hostages of fortune", and so they are - tied to us with strong bonds, and just as liable (or more) to accident and illness as everyone else. It seems a great injustice that young people die, but they are not lost in vain at times, as with your story of Adam. I do not know how to comfort grief, mine or anyone else's, except to look for hope.
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