ZACH
Let me take away your heartache,
Let me bear your unbound pain.
For I don't want you going through,
All that suffering again.
On the worst day of my life thus far,
We were standing side by side.
When we took our boy to hospital,
From Meningitis, there he died.
The pain I felt in my grieving heart,
I have never felt before.
I know those doctors tried to help,
And they could have done no more.
On the morning of Zach's funeral,
With a tear in my eye.
It's the hardest thing I've ever done,
As I bade our Son goodbye.
To have your child die in your arms,
And there's nothing you can do.
Is the hardest test this world can give,
But his love will see us through.
So heavenly Father I ask of you,
Don't cast my Son aside.
For that young lad who we love so dear,
I now give to you with pride.
Let me bear your unbound pain.
For I don't want you going through,
All that suffering again.
On the worst day of my life thus far,
We were standing side by side.
When we took our boy to hospital,
From Meningitis, there he died.
The pain I felt in my grieving heart,
I have never felt before.
I know those doctors tried to help,
And they could have done no more.
On the morning of Zach's funeral,
With a tear in my eye.
It's the hardest thing I've ever done,
As I bade our Son goodbye.
To have your child die in your arms,
And there's nothing you can do.
Is the hardest test this world can give,
But his love will see us through.
So heavenly Father I ask of you,
Don't cast my Son aside.
For that young lad who we love so dear,
I now give to you with pride.
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Author:
The Scarletbard (
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- Comment from author about the poem: When you lose family, especially children, you often question whether it’s worth carrying on.
- Category: family
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Comments2
A heart rending poem of loss and pain. It is indeed the hardest thing a person can experience in this life is the loss of a child. Although polished in rhyme and meter this poem is raw in its emotion and for all three a fave
Thank you once again for your support and positive comments.
This poem will hit a nerve with many I’m sure, for various reasons.
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I had an uncle who literally died in my arms.... but it is always different when it is your very own beautiful child. Carrying on only makes sense for their memories and their dreams, to live on on their behalf. Most moving 🙏🏻🕊️
Thank you so much for your positive comments 🙏🙏
And thank you for yours as well. Most assuredly welcome🙏🏻🕊️
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