ASHWORTH, Donna

When I go

When I go,
don’t learn to live without me,
just learn to live with my love,
in a different way.

And if you need to see me,
close your eyes,
or look in your shadow,
when the sun shines,

I’m there.

Sit with me in the quiet and you will know,
that I did not leave.

There is no leaving when a soul is blended with another.

When I go,
don’t learn to live without me,
just learn to look for me in the moments.

I will be there.

Don’t miss me more than once a day,

For life is moving fast.

Don’t wish all of your time away,

Dreaming of the past.

Don’t waste the moment looking at,

The things I left behind me.

I’m not within those walls or boxes

The heart is where you’ll find me.

Don’t dread to say my name, sweet one,

Don’t fear the wrath of sadness.

Just take the love you had for me,

And turn it into gladness.

Don’t worry when my birthday comes

Don’t feel me missing more.

I’m filled with love you’re sending me,

Just as I was before.

Some days your anger will rush out,

Your tears will find their way.

To me, wherever I am then.

I’ll soothe them all away.

When I am gone don’t miss me more,

Than once, or twice a day.

There’s so much life to live, my love.

I’m with you, all the way .

I’m in the rain

I’m in the rain
I’m in the pain
I’m in the blood within your veins
I’m in the air
My favourite chair
I’m in the soulful way you care
I’m in the night
I’m in your sight
I’m in your heart and holding tight
I’m in the skies
The children’s eyes
I’m in your sobs and in your sighs
I’m in your life
The cause of strife
And that thought cuts me like a knife
My darling one
My moon, my sun
Please don’t let all I was become
Your daily sadness
Source of madness
I used to be a font of gladness
If you can hear
When I am near
Please let me take away the fear
And bring back love
I’m not above
I’m close around you like a glove
So breathe me in
Let life begin
Loss will fade but love will win

You don’t just lose someone once

You lose them over and over,
sometimes in the same day.
When the loss, momentarily forgotten,
creeps up,
and attacks you from behind.
Fresh waves of grief as the realisation hits home,
they are gone.
Again .
You don’t just lose someone once,
you lose them every time you open your eyes to a new dawn,
and as you awaken,
so does your memory,
so does the jolting bolt of lightning that rips into your heart,
they are gone.
Again .
Losing someone is a journey,
not a one-off.
There is no end to the loss,
there is only a learned skill on how to stay afloat,
when it washes over.
Be kind to those who are sailing this stormy sea,
they have a journey ahead of them,
and a daily shock to the system each time they realise,
they are gone,
Again .
You don’t just lose someone once,
you lose them every day,
for a lifetime.