Dikt til noen som har mistet noen.

[Gjest ikke undertegnet]

Noen som har noen fine (helst ikke alfor lange) dikt til etterlatte, dvs. noen som har mistet noen (i dette tilfellet far)??

Setter i såfall stor pris på det:)

[Gregga]

Trøst behøver de fleste,

Mer trøst behøver de

som ikke ber om det.

[UHU]

Mulig at det er litt langt, men søk på likskjorten av Jens Bjørneboe.

[ilene1365380268]

Golden Memories

They say memories are golden, well, maybe that is true.

I never wanted memories, I only wanted you.

A million times I cried.

If love alone could have saved you, you never would have died.

In life I loved you dearly, in death I love you still.

In my heart you hold a place no one else could fill.

If tears could build a stairway and heartache make a lane.

I'd walk the path to Heaven and bring you back again.

Our family chain is broken, and nothing seems the same.

But as God calls us back one by one, the chain will link again.

*One day we will meet again!

[morsan]

Vise ord:

"Du kan ikke hindre sorgens fugler i å fly over ditt hode, men du kan hindre dem i å bygge rede i ditt hår."

Flott sang/dikt (passer best hvis vedkommende døde etter sykeleie):

"Eg ser" av Bjørn Eidsvåg

* * *

Ellers så synes jeg sangen "Prayer" fra filmen Yentl er utrolig nydelig (min far er dessverre også død...):

PRAYER

Oh God-our heavenly Father.

Oh, God-and my father

Who is also in heaven.

May the light of this

Flickering candle

Illuminate the night the way

Your spirit illuminates my soul.

Papa, can you hear me?

Papa, can you see me?

Papa can you find me in the night?

Papa are you near me?

Papa, can you hear me?

Papa, can you help me not be frightened?

Looking at the skies I seem to see

A million eyes which ones are yours?

Where are you now that yesterday

Has waved goodbye

And closed its doors?

The night is so much darker;

The wind is so much colder;

The world I see is so much bigger

Now that I'm alone.

Papa, please forgive me.

Try to understand me;

Papa, don't you know I had no choice?

Can you hear me praying,

Anything I'm saying

Even though the night is filled with voices?

I remember everything you taught me

Every book 1've ever read...

Can all the words in all the books

Help me to face what lies ahead?

The trees are so much taller

And I feel so much smaller;

The moon is twice as lonely

And the stars are half as bright...

Papa, how I love you...

Papa, how I need you.

Papa, how I miss you

Kissing me good night...