My Farewell

I remember the way you looked at me,

wondering if I knew what was about to happen.

Wondering if I would remember

the way you  looked or smelled.

Wondering if I would forget,

the way that you held on to everyone

you loved so tight with your cup-shaped hands.

Maybe you thought I’d forget,

the way you had your haircut,

that would show off that cute frown of yours.

Or forget the sound of your oxygen machine

as it would blow soft and slow,

into each of your nostrils.

Wondering if I would forget,

how your feeding tube

would always be on your face,

and how you would fight us over it,

with such distaste.

If only you could have known,

after you stayed up all night,

staring at me.

You gave me the sign I longed for,

that you were leaving me soon,

 to be with Jesus.

The moment came,

when you were in your Daddy’s arms.

Shane knew that

all you needed was for me,

to finally set you free.

To hold you one last time,

and give you one last kiss.

It was the next moment,

that I will never forget.

As I said my farewell,

held you so close to my chest

and cried in disbelief

  as you took your final breath.

R.I.P Rochelle Elaine Johnson

Keepsake memories

©2015 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.


30 thoughts on “My Farewell

    1. Thank you, I truly appreciate it, and yes I do find comfort that God took all the pain away from her, the momentrees He took her away from us tok be with Him.

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  1. Dear Sheridan, your poem had deeply touched my heart and left me teary.
    I felt your pain and thought of mine when in the same situation seeing my younger brother’s passing.
    Peace and love to Rochelle and to you all.


    1. It’s something that most people don’t understand unless they have been in our situation, which I don’t wish upon anyone. Our hearts are forever bonded!


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