In Loving Memory Of Our Son Steven
1974-1994
GRIEF
Grief envelops me, holding me ever so
tight
I don't know how I'll make it through the night
IN MEMORY OF MY SON STEVEN
Hello my name is Diane I am from
Michigan I live in a small town called
Owosso.I have four children.All are
married.I lost my youngest son Steven to
a car accident in 1994 at the age of 19
This is such a great loss to us,so I
dedicate this poem to him.
Grief follows me each and everyday
No matter how I duck and dodge,
I can't seem to get out of its way
Grief calls on me ,knows me by name,
Never letting me forget that
Things will never be the same.
Grief speaks to me at unexpected times
It doesn't give me a forewarning,hint or
sign
It sends its friend called loneliness
To rob me of my sleep,
And gives me tears
That cause me to weep,and weep.
It sends along hurt and pain
As constant reminders that
Life with out you will never be the
same.
