Are you heartbroken and saddened by the sudden loss of your son? Do you need a poem to offer you solace and comfort during this trying period? As a poetry lover, I have compiled some touching poems to help you reflect on these hard times. These poems will help you with the much-needed respite and improve your mood.

I have added some death of a son quotes, poems, tributes and proverbs.

As a parent, when you lose a son, it is painful and heartrendering. Never underestimate the power of an emotional poem and dirge, because it can help you pay tribute, uplift your spirit and offer you consolation and hope during this difficult period.

While it may be difficult to express grief over the death of a child, particularly when it is sudden. It is a distressing point in the life of every dad and mum. The content in this blog will provide you with a mood-booster. And if you wish to pay condolence or sympathize with the grieving family over the sudden death or loss of their son, this article is great for you.

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Sudden Death Loss of a Son Poems

When Baby Souls Sail Out
by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

When from our mortal vision
Grown men and women go
To sail strange fields Elysian
And know what spirits know,
I think of them as tourists,
In some sun-gilded clime,
‘Mong happy sights and dear delights
We all shall find, in time.

But when a child goes yonder
And leaves its mother here,
Its little feet must wander,
It seems to me, in fear.
What paths of Eden beauty,
What scenes of peace and rest,
Can bring content to one who went
Forth from a mother’s breast?

In palace gardens, lonely,
A little child will roam
And weep for pleasures only
Found in its humble home.
It is not won by splendour,
Nor bought by costly toys;
To hide from harm on mother’s arm
Makes all its sum of joys.

It must be when the baby
Goes journeying off alone,
Some angel (Mary, may be)
Adopts it for her own.
Yet when a child is taken
Whose mother stays below,
With weeping eyes, through Paradise,
I seem to see it go.

With troops of angels trying
To drive away its fear,
I seem to hear it crying,
I want my mamma here.
I do not court the fancy,
It is not based on doubt,
It is a thought that comes unsought
When baby souls sail out.

Sweet Child
by Unknown Author

God made a sweet child
a child who never grew old
He made a smile of sunshine
He molded a heart of pure gold.
He made that child as close to an angel
as anyone ever could be
God made a Sweet Child
and He gave that dear child to me
Then God saw His wonderful creation
growing very tired and weak
so He wrapped the child in His loving arms
and said, “You my child I keep”
But now my Sweet Child is an angel
Free from hurt and pain
I’ll love you forever, until we meet again
So many times I have missed you
So many times I have cried
If all my love could have saved you
Sweet Child you never would have died.

Young Life Cut Short
by Unknown Author

Do not judge a song by its duration
Nor by the number of its notes
Judge it by the richness of its contents
Sometimes those unfinished are among the most poignant…
Do not judge a song by its duration
Nor by the number of its notes
Judge it by the way it touches and lifts the soul
Sometimes those unfinished are among the most beautiful…
And when something has enriched your life
And when it’s melody lingers on in your heart.
Is it unfinished?
Or is it endless?

A Gift for such a little while
by Unknown Author

A gift for such a little while,
your loss just seems so wrong,
you should not have left before us,
it’s with loved ones you belong.

No farewell words were spoken

by Unknown Author

No farewell words were spoken,
no time to say goodbye, you were
gone before we knew it, and only
God knows why.

I’ll Lend you for a little time a child of mine
by Edgar Guest

“I’ll lend you for a little time a child of mine,” He said.
“For you to love the while he lives and mourn when he is 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, but should 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 all 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 happiness we’ve known forever grateful stay.
“But should the angels call for him much sooner than we’d planned.
“We’ll brave the bitter grief that comes and try to understand.”

The mention of my child’s name
by Kim Knapp

The mention of my child’s name
May bring tears to my eyes,
But it never fails to bring
Music to my ears.
If you are really my friend,
Let me hear the beautiful music of her name.
It soothes my broken heart
And sings to my soul.
~~~~author unknown
Do not tell me I am strong
You only see my days
Filled with details and work
You have never shared my nights
Long evenings empty
Except for memories and tears
My despair is sacrificed
to responsibility
You would be strong too
If you had no other choice

The Cord
by Unknown Author

We are connected,
My child and I, by
An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.

It’s not like the cord
That connects us ’til birth
This cord can’t been seen

by any on Earth.

This cord does it’s work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.

I know that it’s there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.

The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can’t be destroyed
It can’t be denied.

It’s stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.

And though you are gone,
Though you’re not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.

It pulls at my heart
I am bruised…I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.

I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can’t take it away!

Lullaby
by Tara Simms

What I wouldn’t give
To have you in my arms again,
Breathe your scent
And snuggle close to you.
I want to watch you sleep,
See your chest rise and fall
In peaceful slumber.
Let me lay my hand
Over your heart,
So I can
Feel it beating
Beneath my touch.
I want to be
Lulled to sleep

by its rhythm.

Angels
by Unknown Author

The sky is filled with Angels
With puffy lacy wings
The remnants of God’s beauty
With treasures they now bring

Each one of them a Guardian
That travels in the sky
To watch throughout eternity
Their parents from on high

Smiles that come from Angels
They fall like crystal rain
Eases earthly burdens
Lifting all life’s pain

Halos so astounding
That glitter gold each day
Following their loved ones
In such a perfect way

Wings in gentle breezes
That fall from up above
Kissing every parent
With everlasting love

Angels soar through heaven
With everlasting light
Looking down from heaven
Saying their “goodnights”

Kissing all who loved them
So gently on the face
This life’s tender mercy
Each parent can embrace

Wings and shiny halos
Travel from on high
Surrounding all their loved ones
They never say good-bye.

 

The Child-Angel
by Rabindranath Tagore

They clamour and fight, they doubt and despair, they know no end
to their wrangling.
Let your life come amongst them like a flame of light, my
child, unflickering and pure, and delight them into silence.
They are cruel in their greed and their envy, their words are like
hidden knives thirsting for blood.
Go and stand amidst their scowling hearts, my child, and let
your gentle eyes fall upon them like the forgiving peace of the
evening over the strife of the day.
Let them see your face, my child, and thus know the meaning
of all things; let them love you and thus love each other.
Come and take your seat in the bosom of the limitless, my
child. At sunrise open and raise your heart like a blossoming
flower, and at sunset bend your head and in silence complete the
worship of the day.

A Peek Into Heaven
by Callie Sanders Thornton

Just one little peek into heaven,
Is all I’m asking for today.
I just want to know how she’s doing,
And heaven seems so far away.

Is she playing on the clouds with angels?
Is she laughing and running today?
Does she miss me?
I guess only she knows.
Oh why does heaven seem so far away?

If you just let me look for a moment,
To catch a glimpse of her sweet smiling face,
I promise I won’t try to take her,
I know, she’s in a better place.

Just one little peek into heaven,
Is all I’m asking for today.
I just want to know how she’s doing,
And heaven seems so far away…

With Time
by Callie Sanders Thornton

“The pain will go away, with time”
“It won’t be so bad, after awhile”
So say these friends of mine…
But they have never lost a child….

The pain will never go away
Yet it softens some, with time
My child is gone, it hurts to say
I’ll never be “just fine”

Tho another year has come and gone
I hold your memories in my heart
They dance there, as if to song
From that I know I’ll never part

As time goes by year after year
And the pain begins to soften
I know that it’s alright to tear
And live with my memories, more often…..

When God calls our children
by Unknown Author

When God calls our children
to dwell with Him above,
We mortals sometimes question
the wisdon of His love.
For no heartache compares with,
the death of one small child.
Who does so much to make our world,
seem so 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 Good-bye.
So when a little child departs,
we who are left behind,
Must realize God loves children.
Angels Are Hard To Find!!

Little Angels
by Author Unknown

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.

A Mother’s Lament for her Son’s Death
by Robert Burns

FATE gave the word, the arrow sped,
And pierc’d my darling’s heart;
And with him all the joys are fled
Life can to me impart.

by cruel hands the sapling drops,
In dust dishonour’d laid;
So fell the pride of all my hopes,
My age’s future shade.
The mother-linnet in the brake
Bewails her ravish’d young;
So I, for my lost darling’s sake,
Lament the live-day long.
Death, oft I’ve feared thy fatal blow.
Now, fond, I bare my breast;
O, do thou kindly lay me low
With him I love, at rest!

The Child Is Father To The Man
by Gerard Manley Hopkins

‘The child is father to the man.’
How can he be? The words are wild.
Suck any sense from that who can:
‘The child is father to the man.’
No; what the poet did write ran,
‘The man is father to the child.’
‘The child is father to the man!’
How can he be? The words are wild.

God sent an angel to the earth
by Unknown Author

God sent an angel to the earth…
The sweetest angel too
and for such a tiny little thing,
she had so much to do.
She/he knew she/he did not have
much time upon this earth to stay,
so she/he did not waste a second;
she/he got started right away.
Her/his eyes were bright and sparkly,
she/he took in every turn.
She/he did not miss a single thing,
because Angel came to learn!
God sent her/him here to touch the
hearts of those he could not reach…
She/he taught them courage, strength and faith,
because Angel came to teach.
Her/his tiny little body
was so full of God above,
you felt it when you held her/him,
because (name) came to love.
In eleven short months she managed
what many never will.
When she/he went home to Jesus,
her/his purpose was fulfilled.
She/he learned and taught, loved and played,
she learned her lessons well.
I know he was so proud of her/him
when she/he went home to dwell.
But when I miss her OH-SO-MUCH,
I can almost hear him say,
please understand, her/his work was done…
(name) did not come to stay.

Your children are not your children
by Kahlil Gibran – The Prophet

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.

On The Death Of C. E. An Infant Of Twelve Months
by Phillis Wheatley

THROUGH airy roads he wings his instant flight
To purer regions of celestial light;
Enlarg’d he sees unnumber’d systems roll,
Beneath him sees the universal whole,
Planets on planets run their destin’d round,
And circling wonders fill the vast profound.
Th’ ethereal now, and now th’ empyreal skies
With growing splendors strike his wond’ring eyes:
The angels view him with delight unknown,
Press his soft hand, and seat him on his throne;
Then smilling thus: “To this divine abode,
“The seat of saints, of seraphs, and of God,
“Thrice welcome thou.” The raptur’d babe replies,
“Thanks to my God, who snatch’d me to the skies,
“E’er vice triumphant had possess’d my heart,
“E’er yet the tempter had beguil d my heart,
“E’er yet on sin’s base actions I was bent,
“E’er yet I knew temptation’s dire intent;
“E’er yet the lash for horrid crimes I felt,
“E’er vanity had led my way to guilt,
“But, soon arriv’d at my celestial goal,
“Full glories rush on my expanding soul.”
Joyful he spoke: exulting cherubs round
Clapt their glad wings, the heav’nly vaults resound.
Say, parents, why this unavailing moan?
Why heave your pensive bosoms with the groan?
To Charles, the happy subject of my song,
A brighter world, and nobler strains belong.
Say would you tear him from the realms above

by thoughtless wishes, and prepost’rous love?
Doth his felicity increase your pain?
Or could you welcome to this world again
The heir of bliss? with a superior air
Methinks he answers with a smile severe,
“Thrones and dominions cannot tempt me there.”
But still you cry, “Can we the sigh borbear,
“And still and still must we not pour the tear?
“Our only hope, more dear than vital breath,
“Twelve moons revolv’d, becomes the prey of death;
“Delightful infant, nightly visions give
“Thee to our arms, and we with joy receive,
“We fain would clasp the Phantom to our breast,
“The Phantom flies, and leaves the soul unblest.”
To yon bright regions let your faith ascend,
Prepare to join your dearest infant friend
In pleasures without measure, without end.

 

Childhood
by Rainer Maria Rilke

It would be good to give much thought, before
you try to find words for something so lost,
for those long childhood afternoons you knew
that vanished so completely –and why?

We’re still reminded–: sometimes by a rain,
but we can no longer say what it means;
life was never again so filled with meeting,
with reunion and with passing on

as back then, when nothing happened to us
except what happens to things and creatures:
we lived their world as something human,
and became filled to the brim with figures.

And became as lonely as a sheperd
and as overburdened by vast distances,
and summoned and stirred as from far away,
and slowly, like a long new thread,
introduced into that picture-sequence
where now having to go on bewilders us.

 

On The Death Of Friends In Childhood
by Donald Justice

We shall not ever meet them bearded in heaven
Nor sunning themselves among the bald of hell;
If anywhere, in the deserted schoolyard at twilight,
forming a ring, perhaps, or joining hands
In games whose very names we have forgotten.
Come memory, let us seek them there in the shadows.

Journey’s End
by J. R. R. Tolkien

In western lands beneath the Sun
The flowers may rise in Spring,
The trees may bud, the waters run,
The merry finches sing.
Or there maybe ’tis cloudless night,
And swaying branches bear
The Elven-stars as jewels white
Amid their branching hair.

Though here at journey’s end I lie
In darkness buried deep,
Beyond all towers strong and high,
Beyond all mountains steep,
Above all shadows rides the Sun
And Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
Nor bid the Stars farewell.

by Hans Christian Andersen

Then the child opened its eyes, and looked up into the angel’s beautiful face, which beamed with happiness, and at the same moment they were in heaven, where joy and bliss reigned. The child received wings like the other angel, and they flew about together, hand in hand.

Just For Today by Vickie Tushingham

Just for today, I will try to live through the next 24 hours and not expect to get over my child’s death, but instead learn to live with it just one day at a time.

Just for today, I will remember my child’s life, not his death, and bask in the comforts of all those treasured days and moments we shared…

Just for today, I will smile no matter how much I hurt on the inside, for maybe if I smile a little , my heart will soften and I will begin to heal.

Just for today, I will reach out to comfort a relative or friend of my child, for they are hurting too, and perhaps we can comfort each other.

Just for today, I will free myself from self-inflicted burden of guilt, for deep in my heart I know if there was anything in this world I could have done to save my child from death, I would have done it.

Just for today, I will honor my child’s memory by doing something with another child because I know that would have made my own child proud.

Just for today, I will offer my hand in friendship to another bereaved parent, for I do know how they feel.

Just for today, when my heart feels like breaking, I will stop and remember that grief is the price we pay for loving, and the only reason I hurt is because I had the privilege of loving so much.

Just for today, I will not compare myself with others. I am fortunate to be who I am and to have had my child for as long as I did.

Just for today, I will allow myself to be happy, for I know that I am not deserting my child by living on.

Just for today, I will accept that I did not die when my child did, my life did go on, and I am the only one who can make that life worthwhile once more.

Sudden Death Loss of a Son Quotes

1. If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.” — Moliere
   

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2. “I love you every day. And now I will miss you every day.” ― Mitch Albom
   

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3. “Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal.”
   

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4. “A loss to us is a gain to our God so let’s rejoice to those who will see him after this life.”
   

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5. “Do you know that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken?” — Terry Pratchet
   

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6. “A flower bloomed already wilting. Beginning its life with an early ending.” — R.J. Gonzales
   

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7. “His death brings a new experience to my life — that of a wound that will not heal.” ― Ernst Jünger
   

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8. “You were unsure which pain is worse — the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.”
   

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9. “The loss of a son is similar to losing a part of you, a legacy buried in darkness never to be found again.”
   

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10. “The longest walk home that any parent will ever take is the one after their child has “run” ahead of them.”
    

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11. “The death of my own son has made me more sensitive. It’s made me more compassionate.” – Rick Warren
    

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12. “As you danced in the light with joy, love lifted you. As you brushed against this world so gently, you lifted us.”
    

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13. “I always live through the slow days by having hope that someday I am going to be re-united with my lovely son forever.”
    

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14. “The world changes from year to year, our lives from day to day, but the love and memory of you, shall never pass away.”
    

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15. “To lose a son under those circumstances – a violent death like my son went through, it just puts a burden on your heart.”
    

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16. “SON no farewell words were spoken, no time to say goodbye, you were gone before we knew it, and only God knows why.”
    

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17. “The single moment when I knew that I had to get busy and do more was around the death of my son.” – Bobby Rush
    

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18. “There’s no tragedy in life like the death of a child. Things never get back to the way they were.” – D.Eisenhower
    

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19. “I cannot bring you back, my son, but I can pray that you are smiling in heavens, knowing that your momma loves you always!”
    

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20. “For no soul can ever be replaced, and death claims a beauty and a magnificence that will always be missed.” ― Jocelyn Soriano
    

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21. “My son may be a man to the world, but he will always be, my little boy to me and I love him more than most could ever believe.”
    

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22. “I don’t need anything in this world, but to see your lovely face once again. You left me too soon, my son, and I’ll miss you forever.”
    

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23. “To my son, who left this world too early – I will keep the memory of you alive and I’ll never stop being angry at life for driving us apart.”
    

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24. “A son can bear with equanimity the loss of his father, but the loss of his inheritance may drive him to despair.” – Niccolo Machiavelli
    

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25. “As someone who has lived the nightmare of losing a child, I know that the enormous hole left behind remains forever.” — Arthur Honegger
    

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26. “The heavens always have a reason for taking the people you love from you. As for you my lovely son, it sounds like you were too good for earth.”
    

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27. “The hardest thing I have ever had to hear was that my child died. The hardest thing that I have ever done is to live every day since that moment.”
    

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28. “An angel opened up the book of life and wrote down my baby’s birth. Then she whispered as she closed the book, “He’s too beautiful for Earth.”
    

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29. “Do not weep for those who have found death’s embrace early, for they weep for us that linger on in this mortal world of pain.” ― Stewart Stafford
    

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30. “I have missed my son every second since he left me, and I have made him part of me. He never left, he just moved into my heart and memories.”
    

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31. “When I lost my son, I thought the world had come to an end, only to find that it was the beginning of something amazing, something divine.”
    

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32. “When the young bury the old, time heals the pain and sorrow. But when the process is reversed, the sorrow remains forever.” – Joseph P. Kennedy
    

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33. “But Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me and do not try to stop them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.” – Matthew 19:14
    

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34. “I try hiding my pain from everyone, but at night I think of your sweet face, and I wonder why death was so selfish to take you away. I miss you, my boy!”
    

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35. “We weep over the graves of infants and the little ones taken from us by death, but an early grave may be the shortest way to heaven.” — Tryon Edwards
    

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36. “Dear son, losing you was the worst experience of my life, yet the best things have been born of it because I have someone watching over me from heaven.”
    

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37. “My dear son, I miss you so much. It keeps hurting; I can’t stop crying. My eyes always search for you in the sky. My heart longs to find you in the heavens.”
    

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38. “There is no foot too small that it cannot leave an imprint on this world. Rest in peace, son, knowing you were an inspiration for the time we spent with you.”
    

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39. “Today is your birthday, and here I am at your grave gain, crying and wishing to have even a second with you. You will forever remain in my heart, dear son.”
    

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40. “The death of a child occasions a passion of grief and frantic tears, such as your end, brother reader, will never inspire.” — William Makepeace Thackeray
    

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41. “As a mother, losing my son meant losing a piece of my soul for good. I will keep praying that you are now safe from harm and smiling once again. Love, mom.”
    

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42. “I can curse the universe for taking my lovely son away from me at a very tender age, but I have a reason to smile; having the pleasure to know and love you.”
    

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43. “As long as I can, I will look at this world for both of us. As long as I can, I will laugh with the birds, I will sing with the flowers, I will pray to the stars, for both of us.”
    

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44. “I still don’t believe I will not be able to do the things I love with you. You left too early, before we had our first drink, but I hope you welcome me in eternity with one.”
    

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45. “Everyone on earth has that one special reason why they came to earth and losing your son means that your purpose will remain unfulfilled, which never ceases to trouble me.”
    

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46. “One day, a son asked his father, “Why is it always the best people who die?” The father answered, “Son, if you are in a meadow, which flowers do you pick? The worst ones or the best?”
    

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47. “Just as it is impossible to explain childbirth to a woman who has never given birth, it is impossible to explain child loss to a person who has never lost a child.” ― Lynda Cheldelin Fell
    

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48. “I was in error when I saw him as fixed and stable and thought I would have him forever. He was never fixed, nor stable, but always just a passing, temporary energy-burst.” ― George Saunders
    

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49. “When God calls little children to dwell with Him above, we mortals sometimes 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.”
    

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50. “Grief fills the room up of my absent child, lies in his bed, walks up and down with me, puts on his pretty look, repeats his words, remembers me of his gracious parts, stuffs out his vacant garments with his form.” – William Shakespeare
    

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51. “It’s all over now. He is either in joy or nothingness. So why grieve? The worst of it, for him, is over. Because I loved him so and am in the habit of loving him and that love must take the form of fussing and worry and doing.” ― George Saunders
    

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52. “In loving memory of my Son: Of all the special gifts in life however great or small to have you as my son was the greatest gift of all. A special time, a special face, a special son, I can’t replace. With aching heart I whisper low I miss you Son and love you so.”
    

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53. “There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love.” — Washington Irving
    

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54. “Everyone must leave something behind when he dies, my grandfather said. A child or a book or a painting or a house or a wall built or a pair of shoes made. Or a garden planted. Something your hand touched some way so that your soul has somewhere to go to when you die. And when people look at that tree or flower you planted, you’re there.” — Ray Bradbury
    

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55. “An Eternal Memory Of A Much Loved SON – This is for someone wonderful as loved as one could be for you were everything in life you meant the world, you see and sometimes life can be unkind when hearts are torn in two but nothing ever could compare to the pain of losing you but all the love you left behind, forever will live on and so until we meet again rest peacefully, dear Son.”
    

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56. “In memory of a special son – It’s sometimes hard to know why some things happen as they do for so much joy and happiness was centered around you. It seems so hard to comprehend that you’re no longer here but all the happy memories will help to keep you near. You’re thought about with pride, Son with each mention of your name death cannot change a single thing the love will still remain.”
    

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57. “I miss my son. I pretend to be strong as I’m dying within myself. The daily struggle is stressing my mind and my health. On the outside I smile for you to see I’m okay because I know you want me to be over it today but it’s killing me altogether, every inch of my being I miss my son and it’s hard holding in my feelings I have come to terms I will no longer hide ” I love him so much and I carry him inside”.”
    

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58. “Missing you on your birthday Son. To lose a fine and precious son whether man or boy, deprives the heart of all its warmth and life of so much joy. But each year on this special day we celebrate your birth, and treasure every moment that you were here on earth. We took those days for granted and never dreamt or thought, that all our lives would change so much and yours would be so short. But now we must remember that although the tears may fall, the son we’ll miss forever brought sunshine to us all.”
    

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59. “My Child Did Exist. I’ve lost a child, I hear myself say, and the person I’m talking to just turns away. Now why did I tell them, I don’t understand. It wasn’t for sympathy or to get a helping hand. I just want them to know I’ve lost something dear. I want them to know that my child was here. My child left something behind which no one can see. My child made just one person into a family. So, if I’ve upset you, I’m sorry as can be. You’ll have to forgive me, I could not resist. I just want you to know that my child did exist.”
    

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60. “My son is gone, oh why did he go? We all understand, but need to repeat. It’s hard to hang on and hold up my chin. Nothing’s the same, never will be again. Friends, we once seemed so close but now they feel awkward and don’t say a word. My son is dead! Or they say with shock, “aren’t you over it yet?” Get your life back to normal, start anew. They don’t understand what am I to do? What’s wrong with these people? Why can’t they see? They don’t understand my continued grief. My son is dead, not merely asleep. I’ll never forget, this child I love. He’s part of my body, my very soul without my son, I’ll never be whole. We live our lives, one day at a time. Will this day come with a will to survive? My child is dead, why am I alive?”

Loss Of A Child Quotes

Sympathy Messages for the Loss of a Young Son