Tags : mourning

RUN MY FINGER.

RUN MY FINGER.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
WORDS LOST.

WORDS LOST.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
UNRESTED.

UNRESTED.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
A DYING STAR.

A DYING STAR.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
WAITING FOR.

WAITING FOR.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
STILL.

STILL.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
REGRETS LET GO.

REGRETS LET GO.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
WOKE FROM SLEEP.

WOKE FROM SLEEP.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
THE WAY YOU HAD.

THE WAY YOU HAD.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
Before and After a Memory

Before and After a Memory

A Story by Louie Anne


Anna tries not to break down in her fiance's funeral. Their memories flashing back and forth making it for her to last even a miute.
Empathy

Empathy

A Poem by Eddie Davis


Shared suffering makes it easier to bear.
Goodbye Uncle

Goodbye Uncle

A Story by Zen


Coming to terms with the loss of a loved one.
SOME TIMES MY SON.

SOME TIMES MY SON.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
HATING MONDAYS

HATING MONDAYS

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON.
ON FINDING THE HENDRIX TEE SHIRT.

ON FINDING THE HENDRIX TEE SHIRT.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A FATHER TALKS TO HIS DEAD SON
IF I COULD RAISE YOU.

IF I COULD RAISE YOU.

A Poem by Terry Collett


A father talks to his dead son
The Weak Inherited Me

The Weak Inherited Me

A Poem by Anonymous


Experiencing personal loss, and the importance to find truth and resolve in our lives as a result of our mourning.
this morning

this morning

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson


wiping away death