Amel Zouaghi's poem

Amel’s Poem

Your life has been like a shooting star,

touching so many, and soaring so far.

 

Rushing past us so quickly, it doesn’t seem right.

Your smile and words are memories.

that like stars are bursting forth in the deep blue of the night.

 

You’ve made my eyes cool, rarely ever a tear.

You spoke so calmly, and brought Allah ever near.

 

You’ve touched my hand, and you’ve held my heart.

You will always be part of me, and we will never be apart.

 

So be the shooting star that Allah made you to be.

Bringing your goodness and love out

to praise Him freely.

 

Don’t worry about us; we will be ok.

For you showed us how to be strong,

and we will stay that way.

Inna Lillahi wa Inna Ilaihi Raajioon.

Amel Zouaghi

Steven's Poem

Steven’s Poem

Little Cousin, I love so much, how I’m longing for your touch.

Just one more hug before you go, just to know, I love you so.

 

Little nephew, you were such a blast. I always thought our fun would last

Rest in peace, you were a good boy, always bringing your family great joy.

 

Little brother I tried to guard, without your smile, life will be so hard.

I watched you as you started to walk, and what laughter we shared when you began to talk.

 

Twin brother you were always there. You were my breath, my heart, my soul, now who will care?

Part of me is now lost, now in heaven, at such a high cost.

 

Big brother was showing me a world of fun. How to ride a bike, to fish, or to just lay in the sun.

You will always be in my heart, just as you have been from my very start.

 

Grandson, who always filled us with pride, you will still stand by our side.

I held you when you scraped your knee. I wish this had passed as easily.

 

Son, whom I kissed each night before bed. I wish to God it had been me instead.

You had so much more to do in life, to dance, to drive, to have children and a wife.

 

God has a purpose for you I know. So, I weep here as you must now go.

Please visit me as much as you can. I pray I hold you again someday in the Promised Land.

 

With all the wicked things around, perhaps the Lord needed someone full of laughter around.

Now in heaven, you can guard us all through each night, each stumble, each fall.

 

Just one more thing before you go–

Steven, we all loved you so.

 

 

Loss

When you lose what is most precious to you, it leaves you broken.

It destroys who you once were and turns you into a different person.

You no longer feel the same, think the same, trust the same, or live the same way ever again.

No glue, no band-aids can fix it.

Time does not heal it, that is a myth.

So you close your eyes, you wipe away the tears, swallow your pain and move on.

Taking each step more carefully than before always watching for landmines to be sure you are never hurt like that again.

Trust no one, except God, as the greatest of empires were destroyed from within by people they shared blood with.