Sometimes, while reading something I get inspired and if I seize the moment a poem appears, for the well touched by an a sudden insight can run deep and long and should not be untested. I was looking at the search words used to get to this site and a person had entered poem bereavement “missing you”. It took them to a poem I had written to my wife about missing her while away and from that well came this image of how I would grieve at her passing.
Love and Death
©2005 William Meisheid
Weary eyes from flushing out
The pain of death
The pain of doubtWeary hands from putting aside
Memories of you
What will abide?I scream and rant and rail away
Draining my heart
Passing the dayAlone I touch the empty place
Where once you laid
Touching my facePlease O God who holds all things dear
Keep my love safe
Banish the fearIt is not the end I say with hope
I trust in him
In him I copeRemember me as I remember you
Through love and death
My heart is true
