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DIKTER PÅ ENGELSKA

A different child

A different child,
People notice
There's a special glow around you.
You grow
Surrounded by love,
Never doubting you are wanted;
Only look at the pride and joy
In your mother and father`s eyes.

And if sometimes
Between the smiles
There`s a trace of tears,
One day
You`ll understand.
You`ll understand
There was once another child
A different child
Who was in their hopes and dreams.

That child will never outgrow the baby clothes
That child will never keep them up at night
In fact, that child will never be any trouble at all.
Except sometimes, in a silent moment,
When a father miss so much
That different child.
May hope and love wrap you warmly
And may you learn the lesson forever
How infinitely precious
How infinitely fragile
Is this life on earth.

One day, as a young man or woman
You may see another mother`s tears
Another father`s silent grief
The you, and you alone
Will understand
And offer the greatest comfort
When all hope seems lost,
You will tell them
With great compassion,
"I know how you feel,
I`m only here
Because my mother tried again."

For Madoka Marietta Rosalie, from your mother, Pandora Diane Waldron

 

A wife who loses a husband is called a widow.
A husband who loses a wife is called a widower.
A child who loses his parents is called an orphan.
Yet there is no word for a parent who loses a child.

That's how awful the loss is.

Author unknown

 

An Angel in the book of life,
wrote down our baby's birth
And wisphered as she closed the book...
to beautiful for earth

Author unknown

 

Angels come and they love,
then they leave for the heaven above
Until my time has come to leave,
in my heart is where you'll be

Author unknown

 

And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said,
"Speak to us of Children."

And he said:

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,

And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.

You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.

Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

Kahlil Gibran
"The Prophet"

 

Angel

There's no words....
There's no sentence...
Cos what shall we say...
1 million words wont bring you back...
I know because i've tried...
Neither do a million tears I know because I've cried...
But I know that you're safe in heaven...
I know that God'll take care of you now...
Miss you

Author unknown

 

Dear parents

I did not die young.
I lived my span of life,
Within your body
And within your love.

There are many
Who have lived long lives
And who have not been loved as me.

If you would honour me
Then speak my name
And number me among your family.

If you would honour me
Then strive to live in love
For in that love, I live.

Never, ever doubt
That we will meet again.

Until that happy day,
I will grow with God
And wait for you.

Christy Kennealy

 

Do not stand at my grave and cry

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not here, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rains.

When you waken in the morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not here, I did not die.

Author unknown

 

Dreams

I'm sitting here alone
thinking of you.
I wonder what you're doing?
Do you also think of me?

I wish you were here
by my side.
I'm sitting here dreaming.
Dreaming you were here.

I wonder if anybody's dreams
come true?
Will my dreams come true?
Will my dreams about holding you
ever come true?

If not, What are dreams for?
I don't want just dreams.
Dreams aren't enough.
It's you I want.
Not dreaming about getting you.

Lonnie Persson

 

Funeral blues

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever; I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood,
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W. H. Auden

 

God put his arms around you
and lifted you to rest

God's garden must be beautiful
He always take the best

Author unknown

 

He only takes the best

God saw he was getting tired
and a cure was not to be.
So he put his arms around him
and whispered, "Come with me."

With tear-filled eyes we watched him
suffer and fade away.
Although we loved him deeply,
we could not make him stay.

A golden heart stopped beating,
his small body put to rest.
God broke our hearts to prove to us
he only takes the best.

Author unknown

 

His journey’s just begun

Don't think of him as gone away.
His yourney's just begun,
life holds so many facets,
this earth is only one.

Just think of him as resting
from the sorrows and the tears,
in a place of warmth and comfort,
where there are no days and years.

Think how he must be wishing,
that we could know today
how nothing but our sadness
can really pass away.

And think of him as living
in the hearts of those he touched,
for nothing loved is ever lost
and he was loved so much.

E.Brenneman

 

I am not gone, I am changed.
Have faith and please believe me.
God did not take me away from you,
But split the skies and received me.

Now....

I'm an echo in your laughter,
a reflection in your tears,
an extra thread of strength
to help you overcome your fears.

I'm an added ray of sunshine,
more joy for you to share,
a fragrance of the life you live.
Wherever you are - I am there.

Author unknown

 

I am wearing a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes.
Uncomfortable shoes.
I hate my shoes.

Each day I wear them, and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step.
Yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.

They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.

To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize that I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in the world.

Some women are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don't hurt quite as much.
Some have work the shoes so long that days will go by
before they think of how much they hurt.

No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
Yet, because of the shoes I am a stronger women.
These shoes have given me the strength to face anything.
They have made me who I am.

I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.

Author unknown

 

I hold you in my broken heart

Once a heart is shattered
Can it ever mend
Once your spirit is broken
Can it be whole again

Each little peace is sacred..
each little part must fit
But when a peace is gone again
there is no replacement for it

We learn to laugh and smile again
feel guilty when we do
We learn to live our lives again
all the while missing you..

I know you want to see us
Smiling and happy for you
You're in heaven Angel
But we wish we could see you too

My heart it feels so heavy
and yet I smile for and laugh
sometimes I want to scream it
this smile is just a mask...

If only it were tomorrow
you know that golden day
when once again I will hold you
and the pain will fade away..

Till then my love i hold you
in my broken heart
I'm trying to learn to live again
today is a brand new start

My Daudt

 

I lost my child today

I lost my child today
People came to weep and cry,
as I just sat and stared, dry eyed.
They struggled to find words to say,
to try and make the pain go away.
I walked the floor in disbelief,
I lost my child today.

I lost my child last month.
Most of the people went away,
some still call and some still stay.
I wait to wake up from this dream.
This can't be real. I want to scream.
Yet everything is locked inside.
God, help me, I want to die.
I lost my child last month.

I lost my child last year.
Now people who had come, have gone.
I sit and struggle all day long.
To bear the pain so deep inside,

and now my friends just question, Why?
Why does this mother not move on?
Just sits and sings the same old song.
Good heavens, it has been so long.
I lost my child last year.

Time has not moved on for me.
The numbness it has disappeared.
My eyes have now cried many tears.
I see the look upon your face,
"She must nove on and leave this place."
Yet I am trapped right here in time.
The song the same, as is the rhyme
I lost my child......Today

Netta Wilson 1996

 

I love you, little daughter

I love you, little daughter. You're a person of the wind,
free to be the memory of all that might have been.
I love you, little daughter, my companion of the night,
wandering through my lonely hours, beautiful and bright.

And, my little daughter, you lived like anyone !
Life's just a burst of joy and pain, and then, like yours, it's gone.

I love you, little daughter, just as if you'd lived for years.
And just as much I think of you, the fountain of my tears.

Author unknown

 

I'm not sorry

It's been a couple months now
since you departed earth
I am really glad I had you
I'm glad for your birth

I'm sorry you never got to fly
and experience joy and pain
I'm sorry you never got the chance
to go and dance in the rain

I'm sorry you never got to see
the stars in the sky
I'm sorry you never got to see
the birds when they fly

I'm sorry you never got to feel
the warmth of the sun
I'm sorry you never got the chance
in life to go and run

But I'm not sad I had you
Or got to see you smile
and I'm not sorry you came to me
if only for a while

I got to hold you and
cuddle you so close
I got to love and feed you
and that I miss the most

I got to change your clothes
and whisper in your ear
and I told you that I loved you
and I'm sure you could hear

I know I'll hold you in Heaven
and see you smile again
Someday I'll be with you
the way it should have been.

Rosanna

 

In my heart you live on
Always there never gone
Precious child you left too soon,
Tho' it may be true that we're apart
You will live forever... in my heart

Karen Taylor-Good

 

Little angels

When God calls little children
to dwell with him above,
We mortals sometime question
the wisdom of His love.

For no heartache compares with
the death of one small child
Who does so much to make our world,
seem wonderful and mild

Perhaps God tires of calling
the aged to his fold,
So He picks a rosebud,
before it can grow old.

God knows how much we need them,
and so He takes but few
To make the land of Heaven
more beautiful to view.

Believing this is difficult still
somehow we must try,
The saddest word mankind knows
will always be "Goodbye."

So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind
Must realize God loves children,
Angels are hard to find.

Author unknown

 

My babygirl

Sorrow, a heart that ache,
my baby will never be awake.
I love you, you´re dead
-Me, I´ve got flowers instead.
I see you in every little bird,
a shimmer in this cold grey world.
Meet me the day I die,
I´m longing to meet your eye.

Madeleine Wallin

 

One day at a time

One day at a time
Is all I can bear
If I can make it through this day
Then I can look back tomorrow
And know that I am strong
Even in my weakness
And sometimes being weak
Is the only way I can be, at all...

Dear Cheyenne 1996

 

Our angel

Close your eyes now our angel
We are here by your side
Live in peace, our little angel and fly to the sky
Everything will be just fine

When the wind was cold and bitter
The peace in your face made us calm
You came to us and now live in our hearts
We want to give you peace by loving you forever

Close your eyes now our angel
We are here by your side
Live in peace, our little angel and fly to the sky
Everything will be just fine

Slumber now, and let your dreams come true
We wanted to give you everything -
And be there for you
Now we are here by your side

Live in peace, our little angel and fly to the sky
Everything will be just fine.

Author unknown

 

Our children are like flowers...
The flowers that blossom on earth
continue to blossom in heaven...

Author unknown

 

Our family chain is broken

They say that memories are golden,
well maybe that is true.
I never wanted memories,
I only wanted you.

A million times I needed 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 ever could fill.

If tears could build a stairway
and heartaches 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 one by one,
the chain will link again

Author unknown

 

Silent child

My silent child our precious baby,
Close to my heart I"ll keep you with me.
An important job God has for you
There is love to give, and work to do.

He needs an angel strong but small.
To shine light on many and give love to all.
Before you go I give you this,
half my heart and one last kiss.

We"ll miss you dearly that we know,
but by God you were chosen,
so to heaven you must go

Author unknown

 

Sometimes we have a lifetime
Sometimes we have a day

Love just isn't something
that's measured that way

Author unknown

 

The little one we long for
was swiftly here and gone

But the love that was then planted
is a lightthat still shines on

Author unknown

 

There was no need
to look into your eyes
to fall in love with you

There was no need
to hear you cry
to know you loved me too.

Author unknown

 

There's a special angel in heaven

There's a special Angel i Heaven
that is a part of me.
It is not where I wanted him
but where God wanted him to be.

He was here but just a moment
like a nighttime shooting star.
And although he is in Heaven
he isn't very far.

He touched the hearts of many
like only an Angel can do.
I would've held him every minute
if the end I only knew.

So I send this special message
to the Heaven up above.
Please take care of my Angel
and send him all my love.

Author unknown

 

Thy will be done

"I'll lend you for a little while a child of mine" He said.
"For you to love the while he lives, and mourn for when he's dead.
It may be six or seven years, or twenty two or three,
But will you, till I call him back, take care of him for me?
He'll bring his charms to gladden you, and shall his stay be brief,
You'll have his lovely memories as solace for your grief.

I cannot promise he will stay, since all from earth return.
But there are lessons taught down there I want this child to learn.
I've looked the wide world over in my search for teachers true
And from the throngs that crowd life's lanes I have selected you.
Now will you give him all your love, nor think the labor vain,
Nor hate me when I come to call to take him back again?"

I fancied that I heard them say: "Dear Lord, Thy will be done!
For the joy Thy child shall bring, the risk of grief we'll run.
We'll shelter him with tenderness, we'll love him while we may,
And for the happiness we've known forever grateful stay;
But shall the angels call for him much sooner than we've planned,
We'll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand."

Edgar Guest

 

When you lose a parent, you lose your past.
When you lose a spouse, you lose your present.
When you lose a child, you lose your future.

Author unknown

 

With time you will se
that every heart sings

If only for a moment
when touched by angel wings

Author unknown

 

You’ll be there

Well hope is an anchor and love is a ship,
time is the ocean and life is a trip.
You don’t know where you’re going until you know where you’re at
And if you can’t read the stars well you better have a map,
A compass and a conscience so you don’t get lost at sea,
Or on some old lonely island where no one wants to be.

From the beginning of creation I think our maker had a plan
For us to leave these shores and sail beyond the sand
Let the good light guide us to the waves and the wind
To the beaches and a world where we have never been.
We’ll climb up on the mountain yall and let our voices ring
Those that have never tried it…They’ll be the first to sing

Oh my, my…I’ll see you on the other side…if I make it.
It might be a long hard ride, but I’m gonna take it.
Sometimes it seems that I don’t have a prayer,
I let weather take me anywhere,
But I know that I want to go where
the streets are gold cause you’ll be there.

You don’t bring nothing with you here and you can’t take nothing back
I ain’t never seen a hearse with a luggage rack
So I’m on my knees a praying scarred my back from falling down
Spend so much time flying high till I’m face first on the ground.
So if you’re up there watching me talk to God and say
Tell him I might need a hand to see you both someday

Oh my, my…I’ll see you on the other side…if I make it.
It might be a long hard ride, but I’m gonna take it.
Sometimes it seems that I don’t have a prayer,
I let weather take me anywhere,
But I know that I want to go where
the streets are gold cause you’ll be there.

George Strait

 

Your little one

Our time together was short, but our touch enduring.
The love you gave me was sufficient for a lifetime, such was our bond.
Your special gift to me, Mum and Dad, was my birth.
My special gift to you was the strengthening of your love for each other.
The tears you now cry are meant to flow.
I am still yours.
When you feel alone, remember I am with you.
When you feel sad, remember me and be joyful.
When you feel despair look for my rainbow, and I will be there.
I am yours, Your little one.

Author unknown

 

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