A beautiful poem from the Grief Toolbox
I still talk to you when I’m alone, oh if only Heaven had a phone.
I still talk to you silently in my mind, as I sense that our thoughts are still aligned.
Sometimes I talk to you out loud,
I will say I love and miss you as my grief gathers like gloom filled clouds.
I find myself looking up to the sky, I ask are you there, can you see and hear me from way up high.
I cry out to you in times of crisis,
I ask why and shout please help me, this is so hard for me you see.
Sometimes I replay a memory in a moment and say sorry for things that make me feel torment.
I like to share my experiences with you and tell you about my day.
I ask your advice about whether you would have done things a different way.
I’m lonely, sad and miss you in all that I do, so it helps me to talk to you.
Sometimes I ring your phone, it helps me to hear your voices comforting tone.
Oh, if only Heaven had a phone then you could answer me when I feel so alone.
I still post on your Facebook page so that you know you’re remembered at every stage.
I write your letters and cards that I read out to you, simple words, but they are all so true.
I pray out loud to you and ask for the strength to continue.
I talk to you because I carry you with me in all that I do.
I hope you hear me say “I love you”.