Other people’s words of wisdom
August 9, 2010 at 6:32 pm | Posted in Uncategorized | Leave a commentTags: child loss, grief
Death is Nothing at all
Death is nothing at all. . .I have only slipped away into the next room. . . I am I, and you are you. . . Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my old familiar name, speak to me in the easy way you always used. Put no difference into your tone; wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together. Play, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household word that it always was. Let it be spoken without effect, without ghost of a shadow on it. Life means all it ever meant. It is the same as it ever was; there is absolutely unbroken continuity. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near just around the corner. . . All is well.
Henry Scott Holland, Oxford Professor of Dignity, The Anglican Digest
Little Angel
I was given an angel to cherish and love.
So tiny, so perfect, a gift from above.
When I looked at his face it was calmness I found
And that peace seemed to spread to all he was around.
His love touched my heart like fine threads of spun gold
And I thanked G-d for giving me this angel to hold.
But I did not know then that time was my foe
And too soon, with a whisper, my angel would go.
My heart almost breaking, a touch soft as lace
Seemed to wipe at the hurt as it coursed down my face.
I still have my angel to cherish and love.
Those gold threads now shimmer from Heaven above.
And though I can’t see him or cuddle him tight,
I won’t say goodbye, Little Angel, goodnight.
Anonymous
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