top of page
  • Writer's pictureStacie Frost

Where have you gone?

Updated: Jan 6, 2019

"Things feel strange, not quite right, Adults silent lips closed tight"

Passed away, gone to sleep,

Now in heaven? … I hear people weep.

Things feel strange, not quite right,

Adults silent, lips closed tight.

What’s going on? Just say the word,

Dead, died, I know the words I heard,

I may be young, I may be small

But please don’t think I don’t understand at all.

The hole that is growing in my heart,

It threatens to tear my world apart.

I feel the loss, I feel the pain,

I know things will never be the same again.

I cannot always talk or cry,

Express my feelings down inside,

But I know my loved ones gone,

Not coming back, away from home.

Please don’t hide your grief from me,

Because I feel the same – can’t you see?

I want a hug, that I’ll now never get,

To tell them I love them – I’m so upset.

Was I good? Were you proud?

“I MISS YOU SO MUCH”, I shout aloud.

Please do not think I need protection

From my feelings – it’s your own deflection

Please Angels in heaven have you got them?

Wrapped in your wings, did you catch them?

Why did you take them?

I want them back,

Please, please are they ok?

Why did they have to go away?

© Stacie Frost 2017

Join in the mindful mayhem and keep up to date with special offers and news via my

In Love, Light and Healing

Stacie Frost

Dip Hyp, MPLTA, Ad Col, Reiki

SSHH – Stacie's Spiritual & Holistic Healing

All views and information contained in our blog are the personal opinions of Stacie Frost and her guest authors. While being experienced and qualified in a wide range of holistic healing modalities, they are not qualified doctors and do not diagnose any health condition. Any form of complementary therapy should not be considered as an alternative to professional medical advice.

29 views0 comments

Recent Posts

See All

Back in the saddle

Hi everyone, well what can I say, there has been quite a few years between my last entries and now. What with the last few years of trauma and now having moved to the beautiful north, it seems like a


bottom of page