Rose O'Reilly's Memory Space for...Jack is it true? Can you really see?
Is it true what people say?
Are you always walking along side of me?
Sorrow and joy, two sides of one coin
Joy being the side we felt on the day that you were born.
One friend of yours calls you Jackalicious
Well, you were certainly my delight
And I think of you when I cry to myself
As I lay in the covers of my bed each night.
Every day I struggle as I drown in my grief.
Each and every day as they slowly go by
I ask myself, why, why did you have to die?
So many questions and not any answers.
No words of wisdom come to my mind
Nothing can be said of any kind.
This lesson in life is way too hard
I'm not sure I can learn, to go the long yard.
How does one 'rise above' the death of a child?
I know the answer to that one
It cannot happen.
My love for you fills my heart to the point of breaking
And the death of you is what causes its aching.
On the day that you died, my soul gouged a hole
A hole so deep, that all of my joys will eternally weep.
I know in my head, you can never come back
But I need you here, to help keep me on track.
So Jack, if it really is true and you can really see
Please make sure you keep walking along side of me.
Missing you Jack more than I can ever put into words
Mum xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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