The loss of a child is the worst grief to bear
This, I've always known.
And the grief more intense, the memories more
When the loss is of a child grown.

What do I do with this heavy heart
That cries for his mother, my friend?
And how long will it take to feel
This grief subside....is there ever an end?

I call on the phone, with tears in my eyes
With my heart breaking for her
I try to talk, I want the right words!
But it all comes out in a blur.

Can she feel me reach out
With concern, love, and sorrow?
Does she know I'll always be here for her
For today and all the tomorrows?

I hope she knows, I feel she knows
Because of the friendship that's grown
I'm blessed because we're like sisters now
I consider her one of my own.

We've laughed and shared for a number of years
So much more than anyone knows
Now we're sharing the very worst of those times
As the river of grief overflows.

But I know in my heart, without any doubt
That Bob looks down from above
He's with his mom, so close to her
With that grin and the comfort of love.

And I hold her too, close to my heart
This wonderful friend of mine
And hope she knows, that in the scheme of things
Bob is with her.....For all time.


by Carolyn Trent