Dear Lord,
This pain is much too hard to bare
Once again I’m kneeling by my chair
You know grief’s heartache and pain
You see my tears that fall like rain
You know this has brought me to my knees
Help me Lord
I’m begging, please
This world has no meaning since that awful day
I had to stand by while you
Led my son away
I know Heaven is our home and glory is so grand
But, I can’t help my family
When I can’t even stand
Everyone expects more from me
Because I am, The Dad
They don’t understand
He was the best friend I ever had
Lord, I’ll never understand
Why our children have to die
But, would help others know when this happens
Even strong men cry
Author: Charlene Dickerson
This is a poem my Dad wrote for Shawn on 10/20/2003.
Shawn you were taken away from me.
You are now in the heavens above.
You are now flying free as a dove.
We never got to tell you goodbye.
We keep asking ourselfs why o' why.
Why did he take you away from us.
Why did he put you in the line with that bus.
You were so young and free,
I ask you GOD,
Why take Shawn away from me.
I know that you have a plan for Shawn.
But, one minute we have him
The next he is gone.
So Son till I see you again someday.
I will have you in my heart, each and everyday
So I will be strong and try not to cry.
I will see you soon.
In the heavens above whenever I die.
Author: Timothy Jack Lightner
It is impossiable to put into words the heartache my father has endured losing two of his sons. His first son Timothy John passed away March 15, 1989, one day before his 16th birthday. My brother and I never got the chance to meet him.
 
 
My Father's Poem To Timmy
Son you were taken away so young.
You never got to have all your fun.
You were such a little boy.
Son you really are my pride and joy.
I think of you each and every day.
And now you are so far away.
You are in God's big arms.
You are protected from all lifes harms.
I never got to know you son.
I missed out on all your fun.
I have a million things to tell you now.
But, I'll have to wait for that final bow.
Son, you went so far away.
For you went to heaven on that day.
But, I will see you up on that hill.
I love you Timmy and I always will.
My Father is a good man and he didn't deserve to lose his sons. He has always tried in some way to deter my brother and I onto the right path. If I had one wish for him it would be to never have to travel the road my brother got killed on. I know after years of trying to talk my brother into getting a job at the coal mine he was so proud that he had finally did so.
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