- Location
- Herefordshire, UK
You're not alone.
Quotes and poems
- Thread starter snowbunny
- Start date
I sometimes think we need to tear up and know that's ok and we're among friends who get it.
- Location
- Argyll & Bute, Scotland
Everyone loses someone close to them but it still makes me cry 
xx Hugs to everyone. xx
xx Hugs to everyone. xxBig hugs to you Helen xxx
- Location
- Cornwall , UK
This is quite lovely , sad but lovely too xxx
- Location
- Isle of Man
I love this one. We had it at my mum's funeral.
- Location
- Malvern Worcestershire
My Mother had died a few hours earlier, I had been with her when she died. My sister was flying in from America, desperate to get here before Mum died, but she didn't so wanted to see our Mother's body, she was in the morgue a the hospital. We did (wish I hadn't) it was a crisp, March morning, frost and daffodils and that poem came into my mind as I left my Mother and came out into the hospital garden.
Jacqui-S
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- Location
- Fife, Scotland
So sorry Sue and Stacia xx
- Location
- Cornwall , UK
Big virtual hugs all round, life is so tough at times , love to you all xxxxxxxxx
- Location
- Malvern Worcestershire
Thanks @Jacqui-S and @kateincornwall xxx
Ok, this may be the first and last time I visit this thread as I'm sitting with tears streaming down my face. It's 20years+ since my darling mum died by those waves still catch me. @snowbunny thank you so much for sharing those wonderful words which as so true - now I'm going off for a good cry xx
- Location
- Malvern Worcestershire
Yes, 20 years since my Mother died, when the waves come they are very painful. However, the poems bring back our deep feelings for them and provide comfort as well. xx
- Location
- Argyll & Bute, Scotland
Too painful xx
- Location
- Cornwall , UK
This may just help those who are grieving , for dogs or for our close friends and relations . Its an analogy I used to use when counselling those who needed help , and then the boss lady at the Blue Cross asked if they could use my words which was quite lovely . It applies so many , myself included , and may just comfort and help to explain why we feel as we do at times .
Grief is like a wound . At first the wound hurts , the pain being unbearable as the wound is fresh and raw . Very slowly , the wound begins to feel less painful as it knits together and so we begin to feel that we are coping , are managing our grief . Then, one day , we catch our wound , it opens right up and once more we feel the pain . This happens often , but each time it happens , the pain is just a tiny bit more bearable until one day , the wound is closed leaving just a scar . The scar is our memory, our constant reminder of what we went through before reaching this stage and it will stay with us always xxxxx
Grief is like a wound . At first the wound hurts , the pain being unbearable as the wound is fresh and raw . Very slowly , the wound begins to feel less painful as it knits together and so we begin to feel that we are coping , are managing our grief . Then, one day , we catch our wound , it opens right up and once more we feel the pain . This happens often , but each time it happens , the pain is just a tiny bit more bearable until one day , the wound is closed leaving just a scar . The scar is our memory, our constant reminder of what we went through before reaching this stage and it will stay with us always xxxxx
- Location
- Andorra and Spain
- Location
- Sydney, Australia
Our lovely vet sent this when our first lab died. It's taken 65 attempts to type it through tears. OH still hasn't read it, he can't, and it's been nearly 8 years
The author is Christian Mitchell
Through life's journey we took a ride,
The times you spent by my side,
You always were there as my best friend.
But we knew one day, there would be an end.
Heavens doors are open, just walk through the gates,
In this animal kingdom sunshine awaits,
To a place you can run free, never grow old,
A world full of freedom, rivers of gold,
Towards the rainbow, you can play and run,
Or in the green fields, you relax in the sun,
Under the trees, just rest in the shade,
As this is the place, where dreams are made,
No pain or suffering exists in this place,
Only fields of endless happiness, butterflies you chase,
Beyond the hills, you lead your friends,
As my broken heart tries to mend,
When I light a candle and whisper your name,
This shall become forever an endless flame.
When you look down from pet heaven, see tears on my cheek,
Make me strong, day by day, week by week,
When I look among the stars for you,
I can see you shining in heaven, it's true,
Just wait for me, I'll see you one day,
But now my friend, just relax and play.
The author is Christian Mitchell
Through life's journey we took a ride,
The times you spent by my side,
You always were there as my best friend.
But we knew one day, there would be an end.
Heavens doors are open, just walk through the gates,
In this animal kingdom sunshine awaits,
To a place you can run free, never grow old,
A world full of freedom, rivers of gold,
Towards the rainbow, you can play and run,
Or in the green fields, you relax in the sun,
Under the trees, just rest in the shade,
As this is the place, where dreams are made,
No pain or suffering exists in this place,
Only fields of endless happiness, butterflies you chase,
Beyond the hills, you lead your friends,
As my broken heart tries to mend,
When I light a candle and whisper your name,
This shall become forever an endless flame.
When you look down from pet heaven, see tears on my cheek,
Make me strong, day by day, week by week,
When I look among the stars for you,
I can see you shining in heaven, it's true,
Just wait for me, I'll see you one day,
But now my friend, just relax and play.
- Location
- Malvern Worcestershire
Coming up to a year (September) since my beloved Drift was put to sleep, so above poems very moving
