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How A poem about loss helped me deal with my loss, a month ago today, I lost someone I loved dearly unexpectedly – my Father. It struck home hard about the impact that a loss makes on your life; from baby loss, the passing of a friend, a parent, a child, a grandparent. It is hard to deal with grief; the grief of others that know your loved one, and the terrible stark space left in your life when someone you love is no longer there. It inspired me to write a poem about loss. Nothing spectacular, but words that came to be a few days after his death when I was walking near the family home, and saw one of his beloved butterflies fly past me on the breeze. He loved butterflies dearly, a passion that lives on in those he left behind. It is a comfort to me that the career he choose as a university lecturer has inspired so many to take his love of Classics and pursue their own paths within it.

My daughter, as perhaps some of you know, is more talented than I with her apple pen. She has illustrated a poster of the poem about loss which I wrote – we hope that you like it. At 14-years, she is more able to express herself through pictures than I am.

A Poem About Loss
Butterflies in the breeze: A poem about lossButterflies in the breeze: A poem about loss

The poem isn’t just about the loss of a Father, it is about that loss of any loved one, no matter how long, or how fleetingly they have touched your lives. One of the hardest things about losing someone is that you will never be able to speak to them again, spend time with them, or watch them change and grow with you and the rest of your friends and family.

Despite the loss, the idea that whomever has passed away is still with us all somehow seems a great comfort. I hope it is to everyone who has lost someone. If you need further support, then do stop by to The Good Grief Trust who have more resources and information on dealing with grief. We hope this poem can help, as well as the empathy we feel for you all.

If it is a Father in the run up to Father’s Day; we feel for you.

If it is a Mother, and it approaches their birthday, we are holding your hand.

If it is a little one, that you never got to meet though you had so many plans for them, we remember them.

If it is a child that saw too few summers, we will see them in the sunshine and the smiles, and hold you close when you weep.

If it is a grandparent, we will help you to smile at the memories more, and cry that little bit less.

If it is a dear friend, let us keep you close as we know they would have done.

Cry when you need to, and smile when you can.

Butterflies on the Breeze: Poem about loss

The butterflies on the breeze,
The whisper through the trees,
The crinkle on the leaves,
Was it you?

The sparkle in the stream,
The murmurs in my dream
The efforts for our team,
Was it you?

The beauty that beguiled,
The sounds of the wild,
The giggle of my child,
Was it you?

The fragrance in the flower,
The rainbow after the shower,
The chiming of the hour,
Was it you?

The bobbing of the bird,
The softly spoken word,
The “love you” that’s unheard,
Was it you?

I know it was you,
ALWAYS.

We have given you the option of printing this out as a full poster for the wall, or you can colour in a version in whatever way you feel you would like to. We hope it helps ease the pain, and understand your grief a little more. Just as it has for me. If you would like to print it and hang it on the wall; do check out these rather gorgeous wooden frames on Amazon (UK affiliate link) to help hang it on your wall.

If you are looking for more posts about loss – do check some of these out on the site.

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We hope this poem has helped you as much as it’s helped me. Thanks again for coming, and for taking the time to read my story too.

We hope you will come back again.

 Helen 
Butterflies in the Breeze poem

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