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Alone



This is a beautiful, heart-felt poem about a husband and wife struggling to survive the loss of their son. But it's also much more than that…,




















Submited By : sara  
Date: 05 December 2006
Author: Faye Jones
Rating: 3.6/5 (18 votes cast)
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Alone
Married for thirty-five years,
We know one another so well.
There have been very few tears.
Until now---

We have shared our joy.
Happiness came to us in abundance.
God gave us a beautiful little boy.
Until now--

We guided him in his youth.
Both felt so blessed to be his parents.
He remained here through his thirty-forth year-
Until now

We separate to mourn.
Both are afraid to share our tears.
How is it we have shared so much?
Until now--

Would the burden be too great to bear
if our lament is combined?
Oh but I need your tender care.
So now----
-Faye Jones -

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