8.03.2007

My friend, I care

Dont tell me that you understand
Dont tell me that you know.
Dont tell me that I will survive,
How I will surely grow.

Dont tell me this is just a test,
That I am truly blessed,
That I am chosen for this task,
Apart from all the rest.

Dont come at me with answers
That can only come from me,
Dont tell me how my grief will pass
That I will soon be free.

Dont stand in pious judgment
Of the the bounds I must untie,
Dont tell me how to suffer,
And dont tell me how to cry.

My life is filled with selfishness,
My pain is all I see,
But I need you, I need your love,
Unconditionally.

Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share,
Just hold my hand and let me cry,
And say, "My friend, I care."

We're deeply grieving with our dear friends who recently lost their 5 week old son to SIDS. We cant even begin to know their pain. Without the eternal bonds of the gospel, all would seem lost. Our prayers our very full.

5 comments:

Codie said...

that is devastating. I am so sorry to hear that. It is amazing that SIDS is so real. My heart is broken for your friends.

Abbie said...

That poem is so touching. It's exactly how I feel. It's so hard to know what to say to someone in such a hard situation, and this really helps.

Leah said...

Wow....hugs and prayers for your friend. That is just awful!

Anonymous said...

perfectly said.

little jill said...

I am so sad for your friends. That poem was perfect, losing a child at any age is a mother's biggest fear and SIDS scares the crap out of me every time I have a newborn. My heart goes out to those parents.