My heart stopped the day you died
I put it away in a heavy, metal box
Away from laughter and sunlight
I buried the box
Beneath guilt, regrets and the pain of not saying goodbye
Deeply buried under the pain of missing you
I went searching for you
In forests, mountains and jungles
In deserts, meadows and beaches
Searching for a look, a trace, a glimpse of you
But you came looking for me
In strange, unexpected places
You’d show up for a brief moment when least expected
Bringing me a bird, a song, a sign
Unmistakably you
To show your love for me
To comfort me
To sustain me until we embrace again
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Karen,
Your Buried Heart story is profound, magnificent, and powerful. It brought tears. I will be saving it to read again and again.
Thank you for sharing it.
Linda W.
Beautiful poem – searching always for my son. I see him in a song of a bird, the wind moving through the trees. But there is always that empty place where he once was. The love of my life still walks with me.
Emptiness is ever present.
So beautifully said 💙🤗
one of the most beautiful poems i have read in a long time. I wish you could stay longer when you come… but with each visit it leaves me longing for the next. Love my baby girl… i miss you every day. always and forever.