Poetry
A Walk with Sorrow
by Robert B. Hamilton

I walked a mile with Pleasure,
She chattered all the way,
But left me none the wiser
For all she had to say.

I walked a mile with Sorrow,
And not a word said she,
But, oh, the things I learned
When Sorrow walked with me.


Little Boy Left Behind
By Sarah A. Kunz for her brother, John Paul Greni
TCF, Billings, MT

Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 Where did you go,
 When you could no longer play?
 How did things end for you
 At the close of the day…
Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 What did you want to say,
 When no one would listen
 And everyone walked away…
 No words were spoken
 At the close of the day…
Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 Why did your smile leave you so soon,
 Taking all your laughter away…
 All you had were tears
 At the end of the day…
Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 Why, Oh, Why,
 Were you taken away?
Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 Why did you turn away,
 When things didn…t go your way
 Why didn…t you stay?
Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 Where are you now
 On this lonely day?
 Did you now find your way?
Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 How do you fare,
 Since you…ve gone Up There?
 Have you learned to fly
 With your new Wings?
 Can you hear the Angels sing?
Oh, Little Boy Left Behind,
 Did you not know,
 WE LOVED YOU SO…


Letter to Mom
by Joy Curnutt

Mom, please don't feel guilty
It was just my time to go.
I see you are still feeling sad,
And the tears just seem to flow.
We all come to earth for our lifetime,
And for some it's not many years
I don't want you to keep crying
You are shedding so many tears.
I haven't really left you
Even though it may seem so.
I have just gone to my heavenly home,
And I'm closer to you than you know.
Just believe that when you say my name
I'm standing next to you,
I know you long to see me,
But there's nothing I can do.
But I'll still send you messages
And hope you understand,
That when your time comes to "cross over,"
I'll be there to take your hand.


In Loving Memory of I.K.E.
By Virginia Villaseñor

We remember you
Even when the world forgets

We remember your smile
Even when we can't find anything to smile about

We remember your laughter
Even when nothing is funny

We remember yellow is your favorite color
Even when it hurts to see it brightly displayed

We remember your tears
Even when we tried to comfort your pain

We remember the precious sounds you made

We remember your smell
Even if we never smell it again

We remember how you felt
Even if we can't hold you

We remember you
Even when it hurts the most

One day we will see you again



Butterfly
By Jeanne Schweigert, Kymmy's Mom
TCF,Billings, MT

Butterfly...flutter by.
Lift your wings up to the sky.
You came, you lived, you loved, you left.
Why, oh why, did you have to die?
Now I watch and sigh and sometimes cry,
When I see a butterfly flutter by.

Butterfly...flutter by.
Such color and variety,
In such a floating, tranquil flight.
When you fly by, my child I see,
As the beautiful, graceful young girl she would be.
Fluttering by, like a butterfly.


Rest in Peace
Dedicated to my brother, Brad
By Dever Herman
TCF, Billings, MT

So tantalizing, like the touch of a beautiful girl,
 Dawn approaches,
I watch the unforgettable sun rise from a torrid existence.
As I wipe teardrops of sorrow from my face, I begin to
 collect my thoughts.
Go in peace my friend.
Your memory shall forever be frozen in time.
We shall still dance as the music plays.
A consistent bout of questions can't help but invade my
 dreams.
Asking for answers is like wishing upon the brightest star.
I hope you can hear my words from heaven's gates.
Look down upon me and smile.
Sit on my shoulder and bring me your wisdom
Never shall I forget all those memorable times.
Sorry my brother, I wish I could have saved you.
Until we meet again, rest in peace my friend.


A Poem For The Grieving
By Mary Frye

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I did not die.


Untitled
by John Henry Newman

And with the morn those angel faces smile
Which I have loved long since and lost awhile.


Tears in Heaven
by Eric Clapton

Would you know my name
If I saw you in heaven?
Would it be the same
If I saw you in Heaven?
I must be strong
And carry on
'cause I know
I don't belong
Here in Heaven.

Would you hold my hand
If I saw you in Heaven?
Would you help me stand
If I saw you in Heaven?
I'll find my way
Through night and day
'cause I know
I just can't stay
Here in Heaven.

Time can bring you down;
Time can bend your knees.
Time can break your heart;
Have you begging please
...begging please.

Beyond the door
There's peace I'm sure
And I know
There'll be no more
Tears in Heaven.


Untitled
by Author Unknown

If tears could build a stairway,
And memories a lane,
I'd walk right up to Heaven
And bring you home again.