Bereaved Parents of the USA, National Gathering

Golfing for Angels

Candlelight Ceremony

Communication
is the key to
survival for
bereaved parents
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'ITS THE SEASON
It is trying to be
a warm and a loving time,
with kindness and light,
and a feeling of hopeful renewal.
  
Find what blessings you can,
help your heart to remember
that the children who died
are about us, everywhere
trying to make this,
even for you
a warm and a loving time.
* * * * * * * * *
Seasons of lights,
Seasons of love and peace,
Season of shadow,
Season of memories,
Season of warmth and joy,
Season of secret tears:
  
Give us the courage to laugh again.
Give us the vision to hope again.
Give us the power to love again - - -
    For all our new seasons
    And all our New Years
from: Sascha Wagner


P. O. Box 1115
St. Peters, MO 63376
(314) 878-0890

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Poems
Articles by Margaret Gerner | A Place | About Being Strong | Candles
How Many Children Do You Have? | If We Could Have a Lifetime Wish | Lights of Love
Look at yourself in the mirror | Nine Years or Nine Hundred | The Elephant in the Room
This I Can Share | Too Quiet | We cannot give you back | We Need to & Storms
Why Can't I Let Go | Why Clichés Drive Us Crazy | Wish
Poems on Time| Poems by Sascha | Miscellaneous

The Elephant in the Room
by Terry Kettering

There’s an elephant in the room.
It is large and squatting, so it is hard to get around it.
Yet we squeeze by with, "How are you?" And, "I’m fine…"
And a thousand other forms of trivial chatter.
We talk about the weather.
We talk about work.
We talk about everything else -----
except the elephant in the room.

There’s an elephant in the room.
We all know it is there.
We are thinking about the elephant as we talk together.
It is constantly on our minds.
For, you see, it is a very big elephant.
It has hurt us all.
But we do not talk about the elephant in the room.
Oh, please, say her name.
Oh, please, say "Barbara" again.

Oh, please, let’s talk about the elephant in the room.
For if we talk about her death,
Perhaps we can talk about her life?
Can I say "Barbara" to you and not have you look away?
For if I cannot, then you are leaving me.
Alone…
In the room…
With an elephant…

 

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