This poem was written by my sister in memory of my son, and our
Mother, Catherine, who died 6 months after Geno.
FADED TEARS
by Joanne R. Dabek
As my tears fall on this paper they will dry and fade away,
but so many will soon follow, as I relive that day.
So many times I've asked why and begged to turn back time,
knowing deep inside my heart, the answers were not mine.
What could you have been thinking when you took them back to you,
did our hearts not matter, did you care what we went through?
Weren't our younger years hard enough to teach us things unkind
you took the ones we loved so much and left us all behind.
They say it's wrong to question that you know all that is right,
but can you fill the void we feel or dry the tears at night.
What could be the lesson to lose the one we loved so much
robbed of their presence, their love and their touch.
They say that time will heal us and our pain will soon subside
but nothing fills the void in life of loved ones that have died.
We will always have the wanting to see them just once more,
always wishing in our hearts that things were like before.
Now my tears have dried and faded no one will know I've cried,
nor will they feel my broken heart for loved ones who have died.
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