Christopher Burton Pelican

To some the pain of living
becomes too much to bear
he chose to end his life
But that doesn't mean he didn't care

The blanket of depression
Shrouds the mind in misery
And suffocationg blackness
is all that he could see

Please know, though you are grieving
There was nothing we could do
He chose this way to end his pain
Not to end his life with you

So let the tears wash away the anger
Allow your aching hearts to grieve
He found his place in heaven
of that we do believe

Brenda Odom

November 2, 2009

Who's To Blame? - by Christine Ross

Who's to blame for suicide?
The question often heard.
Someone always points a finger
And they say such hurtful words.

They never do consider that
It's caused from a disease.
Depression and Bipolar
Are just a few of these.

Some die from being murdered.
Some die from accidents.
Some die from pneumonia,
But none of it makes sense.

Sometimes body parts wear out
Way before their time.
Some lose the cancer battle,
But it all seems so unkind.

No matter how they leave us
It never is their choice.
There's something deep within them
That has a bigger voice.

So please refuse to take the blame
For the THING that took your Friend.
Although others point their fingers.
They haven't walked your mile.

Joanne Mum To Alex And Ciara

June 29, 2009

SYMPATHY

What a tragic and senseless loss. So sorry you're gone.

Mary Dingler

June 29, 2009

Letter From Heaven
When tomorrow starts without me,
and I'm not there to see;
If the sun should rise and find your eyes,
all filled with tears for me;
I wish so much you wouldn't cry,
the way you did today,
while thinking of the many things,
we didn't get to say.

I know how much you love me,
as much as I love you,
and each time that you think of me,
I know you'll miss me too;
But when tomorrow starts without me,
please try to understand,
that an Angel came and called my name,
and took me by the hand,
and said my place was ready,
in heaven far above,
and that I'd have to leave behind,
all those I dearly love.

But as I turned to walk away,
a tear fell from my eye,
for all life, I'd always thought,
I didn't want to die.
I had so much to live for,
so much yet to do,
it seemed almost impossible,
that I was leaving you.

I thought of all the yesterdays,
the good ones and the bad,
I thought of all the love we shared,
and all the fun we had.
If I could relive yesterday,
just even for awhile,
I'd say goodbye and kiss you
and maybe see you smile.

But then I fully realized,
that this could never be,
for emptiness and memories,
would take the place of me.
And when I thought of worldly things,
I might miss come tomorrow,
I thought of you, and when I did,
my heart was filled with sorrow.

But when I walked through heaven's gates,
I felt so much at home.
When God looked down and smiled at me,
from His great golden throne,

He said, "This is eternity,
and all I've promised you".
Today for life on earth is past,
but here it starts anew.
I promise no tomorrow,
but today will always last,
and since each day's the same day,
there's no longing for the past.

But you have been so faithful,
so trusting and so true.
Though there were times you did some things,
you knew you shouldn't do.
But you have been forgiven
and now at last you're free.
So won't you take my hand
and share my life with me?

So when tomorrow starts without me,
don't think we're far apart,
for every time you think of me,
I'm right here, in your heart.
(Unknown)

Love Mary xxxx

Mary Thong-Garner

June 29, 2009