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Losing a Son- a poem for fennelseed

Updated on March 14, 2012
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Losing a Son

By Tony DeLorger © 2011

For Fennelseed


The depths of despair have no limitations,

and drive us to ends beyond vision.

Sometimes life affords us the excruciating emotion,

but not the understanding of it.


Our grief is overwhelming, ever-present,

but there is purpose in all events,

however pointless they may appear.

Death is but a part of life, a transformation not loss.


Our grieving is for us alone,

our ineptitude, our misunderstanding of the ebb and flow of existence,

the purpose of a souls journey,

and the experience required to complete a cycle of life, our lesson.


The only importance lies with the love shared,

not the time afforded; it is inconsequential.

Love like despair has no limitations,

but unlike despair has no end.


Our loved ones are with us forever,

if not here beyond this mortal life,

the connection of love never tiring,

forever welling in our hearts.


Grieve not for loss,

but celebrate finding such perfect love,

a connection that can never be broken,

never be lost from the heart.


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      Tony DeLorger 4 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Glad you appreciated them, sligobay.

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      sligobay 4 years ago from east of the equator

      These are very generous and comforting words.

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      Tony DeLorger 6 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      Thanks for your kindness Mar. It's appreciated.

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      Maria Jordan 6 years ago from Jeffersonville PA

      This poem is as strong and beautiful as the lady it is dedicated to. It is comforting and wise; your loss has given you the gift of reaching out to others in a selfless and insightful way.

      Thank you for sharing this with all of us, mar.

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      Tony DeLorger 6 years ago from Adelaide, South Australia

      It's been my absolute pleasure, and I wish you well in your life. If you can learn not to get so overwhelmed with grief, that connection you feel will remain strong. I know from personnal experience. Take care

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      Annie Fenn 6 years ago from Australia

      You know that feeling when you have been selected for something and you look around thinking they must mean someone else, but it really is you!!! Wow, that's how I feel. Least I think I am the only Fennelseed around these parts.

      I discovered your hubs just before guests arrived and thought, mmm, I'll just follow this hubber and come back to read more later. Logged on again and WOW, here is this amazing poem.

      No one could write these words without knowing grief themselves, I had a look at your bio and sadly you have also experienced personal tragedy. I am so sorry for your losses.

      This poem is so powerful in the message it delivers and your words are very timely as I struggle to tamp down my grief after what would have been my son's 30th Birthday, last week.

      There is so much here for me, the love still exists, stronger than ever. I am able to feel a very strong connection with my son, when I am open to it and when I allow grief to take over, the connection shuts down.

      "The only importance lies with the love shared....Our loved ones are with us forever"!!

      This is what I need to focus on, as I have already discovered, I just need to stay open to allow the connection to "Never be lost from the (my) heart"

      Thank you so much Tony DeLorger, your beautiful poem has made a huge difference and while I know "Our grieving is for us alone" (for me grief is certainly the loneliest emotion) connecting with others such as yourself takes the edge off this "excruciating emotion".

      I look forward to exploring your hubs. And again, Thank you.

      Warm wishes,

      Fennelseed.