There will come a day
When you would have lived your life
All the way through.
Mine long gone.
And peace will descend then.
Such a great peace, like a breath

These poems are a selection from “ In Search of Silence” a collection of 45 poems by Chris Roe. The poems take you on a Personal Journey in search of Spiritual Peace. Poems of Love, Hope and Peace. This collection of work is available online at www.silentflightpublications.co.uk

Ask my Mom how she is . . .
My Mom, she tells lies
She never did before.
From now until she dies,
she'll tell a whole lot more.

Ask my Mom how she is,

Ask my Mom how she is . . .
My Mom, she tells lies
She never did before.
From now until she dies,
she'll tell a whole lot more.

Ask my Mom how she is,

I have not turned my back on you,
So there is no need to cry.
I'm watching you from Heaven,
Just beyond the morning sky.

I've seen you almost fall apart,

When I lost my child, the earth ceased to spin.
The moon will not rise, the tide won’t come in.
The sun insists on having its way,
Blasting its rays and rising each day.
Another day comes, my child is not here;
Another day comes, I live my worst fear.
Each morning I wake with the same painful thought;

I hear it again and again,
One friend asked another how I’ve been.
How hard, really, would it be
to pick up the phone and just ask me?

When I lost my child,
the earth ceased to spin.
The moon will not rise,
the tide won’t come in.

The sun insists on having its way,
Blasting its rays and rising each day.
Another day comes,
my child is not here;
Another day comes,
I live my worst fear.

Each morning I wake with the same painful thought;
Why am I here when my sweet child is not?
All moments that pass, I question this fate;
While other lives carry on, I sit and I wait.

When the storms of life are raging, And the clouds are all around, And you think you're all alone, Just take a look around.

When there is no one there to talk to And you're feeling sad and blue And you think no one will listen, I'll be the light in the storm for you.

Even though we've never met, Or seen each other's smiles, Our friendship is from the heart, not sight, And it can span the miles.

We all are one winged angel, Alone it is impossible to fly, But if we embrace each other, We can span the sky.

A fire no longer glows bright,

A bird that suddenly takes flight.

An ocean switches from calm to wild,

A torrent of wind you once thought was mild.

A sturdy tree torn down in a storm,

Love suddenly changes form.

Now you'd be three,
I said to myself,
seeing a child born
the same summer as you.

In moments like this,
I realize once more how much you meant to me.
Time has brought some healing,
and abated the pain that I felt when you died.