Children... Dedicated to Bereaved Parents Everywhere.
Deb Kosmer's use of words fills the spirit and warms the soul. In her poem, Children , she explains the raw feelings and how unfair life seems to be when a child dies.
by Deb Kosmer
Children aren't supposed to die.
Certainly not before their parents.
Not before their grandparents
Not before the 93-year-old lady down the street
But they do.
And hearts are broken
Lives forever changed
Dreams and hopes stolen.
The death of a child robs its parents of
That which they love most.
It comes uninvited and sometimes unannounced
Leaving behind confusion, sadness,
and gut wrenching pain.
It shatters any once-held illusions
Of goodness and fairness
And being able to protect those we love.
And leaves us feeling as though we have failed
And angry that it should've been us, not them.
It leaves us with questions without answers and
friends and family who don't know what to say
And with us feeling so alone
Struggling to find a reason to stay.
In Memory of her son, Shawn Jeremy Schmitz
Oshkosh WI 54904