Teardrop In My Eye

By Ian Robertson

We all go through life following the crowd and occasionally we will enjoy a true happiness. But when we lose a loved one we no longer follow that crowd...we will find ourselves in a dark place often alone in our grief and although those around us talk our sadness will fail to hear their words.

Imagine if someone listened to you in your hours of darkness ...you told them about your pain and heartache your fears and those shattered dreams?

Imagine them turning those darkest moments into poetry so that others can read that they're not alone and that keeping their loved ones memory alive is an integral part of the grieving process.

Well "Teardrop In My Eye" has done just that!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Star Bright Publishings
• Release date: Apr 17, 2019
• ISBN: 9781386685364

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For my Jen

PREFACE

THERE ARE NOT MANY of us who have gone through life without losing a loved one.

My poems will have a resonance with anyone who has lost that special person or persons in their life; those you never imagined living without.

Just close your eyes just for a moment (wait for the end of the paragraph) and just imagine not having that loved one anymore; your child, husband, wife, mother, father ...your lover... never being able to say I love you or hi how was your day? Or in the case of a child watching them grow up with all their dreams and aspirations complete ...ok you can close your eyes now.

Ok you can open your eyes now (oh you have) .of course many of you reading this won't need to close your eyes and imagine! You’ve lived or are living through that nightmare ...that is the world of Grief.

As a man you would think I would fall into the stereotypical male hide your emotions category. A little unfair as men do indeed grieve it's just we're not good at showing it! In all intents and purposes that was indeed typical of myself until something happened that would change the way I look at life and in particular the subject of grief.

It all started one evening shortly after posting a picture of one of my grandchildren on social media...an hour or so later a total stranger sent me a message saying how beautiful my granddaughter was ...as a doting grandad how could I disagree?!

She went on to explain that she was an Angel Mother .at first I had absolutely no idea what that meant!! She went on to tell me that her little boy had died just days before. He was now an Angel and she was the mother of an Angel...Angel Mother

I had no idea why she chose to message me until a year later in conversation she told me ....it was my granddaughters name Angel!

She just wanted to talk to someone to keep her beautiful child's memory alive and I used to read her messages and send her my love with little understanding of what she was actually going through... her life was