Beneath the moss, beneath the clay,
In silence cold, you rest away.
No cradle rocked, no lullaby,
Just shadowed grief
and a mother’s cry.
Born in pain, with hair like night,
A fragile form, too soon took flight.
The twist of fate’s cruel hand,
Left you dust upon this land.
Forgotten stone, no flowers there,
Only whispers haunt the air.
Yet in the night, I hear her weep,
A love too deep for death to keep.
And in my dreams, I see your face,
A fleeting wisp, a ghostly grace.
A sister lost, yet not alone,
For sorrow sings where love has grown.
LA
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- Comment from author about the poem: The Ghost of Valarie Karen' rose from the silence of her untimely passing – born in 1961 to Ronald Lee and Mary Bess Johns in Sanford, Florida. Her life ended during childbirth, her tiny body laid to rest in Palatka, Florida. Yet Valarie's memory persists – a ghostly presence in dreams, a haunting love that transcends death. This poem confesses the enduring ache of her loss, while revealing glimpses of beauty still – 'sorrow sings where love has grown.' Psalm 139:13-16 reminds us God crafted each life with purpose – even in brevity, Valarie's life forever impacts mine.
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Comments3
So very beautifully penned, yet the death of a child before it lived , so very tragic and haunting. This poem impacted me greatly.
I remember my mother crying on her birthday as a small child and how I felt her sadness. Valarie Karen lived and died 9 years before I came into this world, yet her memory is still felt through the passage of time.
Such a sad memory for you. So sorry.
Masterfully written with verse and great meter it is haunting and sad and deserves a fave
Thank you for your kind words Soren.
Such a sad and tragic story but beautifully written, pull at every heartstring
Thank you, it evokes emotion in me as well. I imagine my mother crying in heaven.
I am sure you probably both are, it was wonderful write and you are very welcome
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