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Susan Noyes Anderson

Susan Noyes Anderson is the author of At the End of Your Rope, There’s Hope, Deseret Book, ©1997; Awaken Your Spiritual Power: The Fairy Godmother Isn’t Coming!, Karisma Press, ©1999; and His Children (poetry only, photos are by Anita Schiller), Vantage Point Press, ©2003.

The Song of Grief

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on January 12, 2019. Posted in Death and Grief Poems, Life Lessons Poems

A little over six months into this journey, I find myself trying to negotiate a sort of uneasy truce with the heartache of losing my son. I am realizing grief will be with me for a lifetime, and I feel like I’m closing in on a vision of how to carry it. On my best days, I let it sing to me, sweet memories of his life and essence that draw me closer to him and to the Savior.

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

image by Ines Alvarez Fdez on Unsplash

I think that as the time goes by
I feel your absence more.
The stark finality of it
grows harder to ignore.

The Tragedy Lives On

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on January 12, 2019. Posted in Death and Grief Poems

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

image by Annelies Geneyn on Unsplash

But here is the thought that breaks me,
the grief that overtakes me.
In this world, you have left a hole,
unfillable by any soul,
the loss far more than mine to bear;
a wealth of worth was yours to share,
and minus you, a void exists…
your mind, your heart, your wisdom missed.

Reflections and Reminders

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on January 1, 2019. Posted in Death and Grief Poems

©2019 Susan Noyes Anderson

image by Markus Winkler on Unsplash

New Year’s Eve, and a wave of grief
carries me back in time,
back to the days when the air was sweet
and the fruit was on the vine.
The skies were blue; the skies were gray,
but what I loved was mine,
back in the days when the air was sweet
and the fruit was on the vine.

Here with Me

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on November 30, 2018. Posted in Death and Grief Poems

©2018 Susan Noyes Anderson

image by Ian Schneider on Unsplash

I live in a place where the sun shines bright,
and the mountains meet up with the sea;
but it hurts my heart to have you gone,
and I wish you were still here with me.