eating your favorite sandwich, I honestly will say i have cried I have cried over the fact you died I know ive said I do not care because i didnt know you But that has proved to not be true. The day you died, hurt so many, For you were loved, you … talking over the old times, when I started to choke Needs something else - how can you better link the irony of your tears with the fact that this was the day he died - maybe something along the lines of - never cried so much etc.. Love your style - it is straightforward and to the point - really accessible poetry. People around Change ), You are commenting using your Google account. maybe I was eating too fast, Change ), You are commenting using your Facebook account. You were like a grandmother in the heart of mine, But you had to go with time. Oh the day that you died I felt nothing but glee. Great stuff. Create a free website or blog at WordPress.com. The day you died, you took my heart / You left me many tears / I realized that day you are . ... - Title / intro is: just perfect... reflects the inner voice of the poem My favorite line is: The day you died, you took my heart The day you died, you took my heart I liked it , thanks! of water, nodded that I was all right, There were packages for holidays and birthdays too, Never will there again be a person like you. ( Log Out /  The Day You Died… Poem! You sent me cards, so beautiful and new, I have so much that reminds me of you. contest prompt: "Funeral" by Michael Cuglietta, Profanity : Our optional filter replaced words with *** on this page •. Heres a poem about my grandma Pat who passed away from alzheimer’s just this past year! The Day You Were Born The Day You Died poem by Miroslava Odalovic. a Reuben with extra spicy mustard. ( Log Out /  There is some waste - trim trim trim! The day that you died I felt nothing but glee, knowing that from the chains that bound you, you were free. knowing that from the chains that bound you, you were free. Needs something else - how can you better link the irony of your tears with the fact that this was the day he died - maybe something along the lines of - never cried so much etc.. Love your style - it is straightforward and to the point  - really accessible poetry. maybe I knew. Page The day that you died I felt nothing but glee. Reunited Again with your love from the past. thinking of the last time we were here together, laughing, Never losing yourself as your self tried to lose you. Oh how those twenty years must not have gone fast. The Day You Died Poem by Adnana Saric - Poem Hunter. ( Log Out /  I told myself i wouldnt cry the day you would die Now i am the one who lied you were never there That is what makes your death so much easier to bare. Published at the web's largest poetry site. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge... Recite this poem (upload your own video or voice file). July 17, 2016 July 27, 2016 ~ jamoult. a slot once filled with loved ones name’s was replaced by pains. I took a sip ( Log Out /  I was at our favorite deli Bestows eternity unto youwhoThe dates are biting the memoriesYour footstep trapped in brand new shoes. on May 29 2015 09:43 PM x edit . You did all you could do and remained forever true. As your mental health made your body rot. but the tears wouldn't stop. maybe it was too much mustard, Poem: The day you died. Mike Change ). © Poems are the property of their respective owners. I love the first section of this poem, starts off so strongly. You bought me barbies, when I was small, You inquired about my education so much.You sent me cards, so beautiful and new, I have so much that reminds me of you.There were packages for holidays and birthdays too, Never will there again be a person like you.You were like a grandmother in the heart of mine, But you had to go with time.The day you died, hurt so many, For you were loved, you gave plenty.Rest in peace forever more, heaven takes you for sure. knowing that from the chains of alzheimer’s you were free. I will do anything to get you out of my head Now i feel worse that you are dead. Heres a poem about my grandma Pat who passed away from alzheimer’s just this past year! Posted on April 15, 2014. This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Reunited Again with your love from the past, Oh how those twenty years must not have gone fast. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. me asked if I were okay. Change ), You are commenting using your Twitter account. Great stuff.