INDEX POETRY DAY by DAY
      
© Helen Catherine Cramer
Day by Day, 1986, sequel to Tomorrow's Dawn,
contains poems written, as a healing process, after the death of my 17 years old daughter. The result of a car accident. The poems, dated, have been written from the heart, with no attempt to improve on their literary merit. The book also contains many pages of prose,
(
book only and not on these pages) dealing with grief, and photos.

WOMANS DAY ARTICLE ITA BUTTROSE


A CHILD ON LOAN

A PEG MADE OF STEEL

A PICTURE OF CHRIST

A PRAYER

A PRAYER 2

ANOTHER DAY

DON'T EVER

EASTER MONDAY

FACES

FOOTSTEPS

FROM CATHY

GOD IS NEAR

HI MUM

HOLY TEARS

HOW BEAUTIFUL THE CROSSES

IF PERCHANCE
SOMETHINGS SHOULD FADE

I HEARD A VOICE WHISPER

"IT IS I; BE NOT AFRAID"

LIFE HAS NO REHEARSAL

LIPSTICK

MAY HE SUPPORT US

MISSING CHILDREN

MOMENTS OF SOLACE

MY SOUL IS WEARIED

NEARER MY GOD
EACH DAY TO THEE

PASSION WEEK

PHOTOGRAPHS

RESIGNATION

SATURDAY

SHANNON

SHOULD I HAVE TOLD YOU SO

SILENT MOMENTS

SOUNDS OF SILENCE

THE CHANGED CROSS

THAT DRESS

THE HOMECOMING

THE LIGHT

THE REAPER AND THE FLOWERS

THE STORM

THE TEAR

THE TIDE OF GRIEF

THE WATCH

THE WEDDING

THE WISDOM OF DAVID

THIRD ANNIVERSARY

THOUGHTS AT THE END OF DAY

THOUGHTS IN TIME

TIME

TO A NEPHEW

TO DADDY MY CREED

TOMORROW'S DAWN

TWENTIETH BIRTHDAY

TWENTY FIRST BIRTHDAY

YOUR CROSS

Not dead to those that love her
Not lost but gone before
She lives within our memories
And will forever more.
Anon

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My friend
If you are mourning now
Let this your comfort be
Your silent loved one closer
Than the nearest thing you see.
                        Anon
Photography Book Cover
©Helen Catherine Cramer

Love is like a light,
Some brighter than another;
So that when it goes out
The dark is deeper.

Author:
Helen Catherine Cramer
Christmas Day 1985

Memories of children
Are things a mother buries deep in her heart
As she watches them grow.

Cathy -
Our lady of Mercy College
Burraneer Bay
Aged 16 years

'O'Lord, Thou gavest her to us to be our joy,
And Thou has taken her away from us;
We gave her back to Thee without a murmur,
But our hearts are wrung with sorrow.'
St. Ephrem.

Christ leads us through no darker rooms
Than He went through before;
He that into God's kingdom comes,
Must enter by this door.
                 Anon prior 1865
                  From poem 'Wholly Resigned'.
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