I'm Free

I discovered this poem recently along with this wonderful forum for those of us who grieve.I hope each and everyone of us will find our way thru this dark and lonely time.

I'm Free

I'm Free Don't grieve for me, for now I'm free.
I'm following the path God has chosen, you see.
I took His hand when I heard him call.

I turned my back and left it all.
I couldn't stay another day.
To laugh, to love, to work, to play.
Task left undone must stay that way.
I've found peace at the end of the day.

If my parting has left a void.
Then fill it with remembered joys,
A friendship shared a laugh, a kiss-
Ah yes, these things I too will miss.

But not be burdened with times of sorrow.
Look for the sunshine of tomorrow.
My life's been full, I savored much-
Good friends, good times, A loved ones touch.

Perhaps my time seems all to brief.
Don't lengthen it now with undue grief.
Lift up your heart and peace to thee.

Shannon Moseley 1992

A lovely poem. Thank you for sharing with us!

Zu Zu

When I read your poem that you posted. I could not believe what I was reading, this is the same poem I picked out for my mother to have put in those little handouts at the service.

This poem say's so much and is so true. Just wanted to say thanks for posting it.

ARiver,
I ran across the poem about a month ago. I'm glad you found it for your mother. It has brought me to a more peaceful place. I think our mother's are trying to guide us thru this painful and lonesome time.

My mother spent most of her last days and weeks worrying about me being left alone.

This same poem is on the website I have for a friend of mine who took his own life. I read it over and over again. Thanks for posting this here...

That is so touching, thank you so much, it brought me some comfort. My dad died Nov. 26th 2002, and I still miss him so very much.

Many thanks,
DE

ZU ZU

MY MOTHER TOO WORRIED SO VERY MUCH OF ME BEING ALONE. SHE SAID SHE HATED TO LEAVE ME.
OUR MOTHERS MUST HAVE KNOWN.

THESE DAYS OF BEING ALONE IS GETTING HARDER EACH DAY. MISSING MOM AND THOSE THAT WERE SO PRECIOUS TO ME TAKEN AWAY
BUT I KNOW LIFE GOES ON, BUT HOW LONG MUST WE INDURE THIS PAIN?

ZuZu,

That is a beautiful poem...I just wish I felt that way or that my Mother had handled her death that way. I was the one that had to tell my Mother that is was ok to leave this life. All she could do was ask me when she was going to get well. The Dr didn't tell her that she was going to die, so therefore she knew that she wasn't. It is rather sad because she was very christian.....unfortunately, she believed that prayer was going to make her better because she & everyone else was praying that she was going to get better. The last few weeks when she insisted that prayer was going to make her better...all I could do was tell her that the prayers were going to be answered but not in the way she expected. Maybe it was because she was fighting the cancer so hard that she just couldn't give up the fight.

Given the trauma situation that I ended up in due to her thinking has made it impossible to even get to the grief aspect of her death.

It is wonderful that most people end up in a situation like the poem......that is a beautiful way to end life.

Debbie