Children Who Die Are Not Really Alone

Wasiim_Beirut · 07-20-2006

Children who die are not really gone
But go to a place that is something like home
Where they sleep the deep sleep, as quiet as stone
Until we can join them when our lives are done

Children who die are not really dead
But just like good children tucked into bed
Wait the long wait while we go ahead
Till our tales are all told and our tears are all shed

Children who die feel no pleasure or pain
In the place where they wait till they see us again
And all of us dance in a world washed with rain
Where the sun shines so brightly no sorrows remain

**قيصر لبنان** · 07-20-2006

Wasiim_Beirut

Thanks man

It has to change one day

White_Rose · 07-20-2006

Wasiim_Beirut

First welcome in our English Forum

Thanks for this impressive poem

I can just imagine the smile on their face as they walk all around in that beautiful place
Greeting their loved ones as they walk along,while singing heaven's most beautiful song

This is so very hard,but it will all be okay,it isn't goodbye,we'll see them one day

Wasiim_Beirut · 07-20-2006

اقتباس:

أرسل أصلا بواسطة قيصر لبنان

Wasiim_Beirut

Thanks man

It has to change one day

Ya man it'll change

we'll wait this day

tanx 4 z sharing

Wasiim_Beirut · 07-20-2006

اقتباس:

أرسل أصلا بواسطة leinslam

Wasiim_Beirut

First welcome in our English Forum

Thanks for this impressive poem

I can just imagine the smile on their face as they walk all around in that beautiful place
Greeting their loved ones as they walk along,while singing heaven's most beautiful song

This is so very hard,but it will all be okay,it isn't goodbye,we'll see them one day

Hey Lein that was great

No doubt you're talanted

tanx 4 z sharing

07-20-2006	#1
Wasiim_Beirut «©»عاشق نشيط جدا«©» تاريخ الانضمام: Jul 2006 المشاركات: 906	Children Who Die Are Not Really Alone Children who die are not really gone But go to a place that is something like home Where they sleep the deep sleep, as quiet as stone Until we can join them when our lives are done Children who die are not really dead But just like good children tucked into bed Wait the long wait while we go ahead Till our tales are all told and our tears are all shed Children who die feel no pleasure or pain In the place where they wait till they see us again And all of us dance in a world washed with rain Where the sun shines so brightly no sorrows remain __________________ I hold it true, whate'er befall I feel it, when I sorrow most 'Tis better to have loved and lost Than never to have loved at all Alfred Tennyson - 1850 قوم فوت نام وصير حلام انو بلدنا صارت بلد

07-20-2006	#2
قيصر لبنان القيصر تاريخ الانضمام: Feb 2006 محل السكن: في قلب لبنان المشاركات: 36,016	Wasiim_Beirut Thanks man It has to change one day __________________ ويل لامة تكثر فيها الطوائف وتخلو من الدين ويل لامة تلبس مما لا تنسج ، وتأكل مما لا تزرع، وتشرب مما لا تعصر ويل لامة تحسب المستبد بطلا"، وترى الفاتح المذل رحيما" ويل لامة تستقبل حاكمها بالتطبيل وتودعه بالصفير، لتستقبل اخر بالتطبيل والتزمير ويل لامة مقسمة الى اجزاء وكل جزء يحسب نفسه أمة جبران خليل جبران كتاب النبي لجبران خليل جبران ::::::: موضوع متجدد "متحف عطر الزنبق وساحرها للبطاقات الرومانسية" ( موضوع متجدد )

07-20-2006	#3
White_Rose «©»عاشق مميز«©» تاريخ الانضمام: May 2006 محل السكن: Beirut Lebanon المشاركات: 1,361	Wasiim_Beirut First welcome in our English Forum Thanks for this impressive poem I can just imagine the smile on their face as they walk all around in that beautiful place Greeting their loved ones as they walk along,while singing heaven's most beautiful song This is so very hard,but it will all be okay,it isn't goodbye,we'll see them one day __________________

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