Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Y Remembering LUKE


Perhaps love is like a resting place
A shelter from the storm.
It exists to give you comfort.
It is there to keep you warm.
And in those times of trouble
When you are most alone
The memory of love will bring you home.

Perhaps love is like a window,
Perhaps an open door.
It invites you to come closer.
It wants to show you more.
And even if you lose yourself
And don`t know what to do,
The memory of love will see you through

Oh, love to some is like a cloud,
To some as strong as steel.
For some a way of living,
For some a way to feel.
And some say love is holding on
And some say letting go
And some say love is everything
And some say they don't know

Perhaps love is like the ocean
Full of conflict, full of change.
Like a fire when it's cold outside
Or thunder when it rains.
If I should live forever
And all my dreams come true,
My memories of love will be of you.

~ Words and music by John Denver

VALENTINE Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

Way down deep within my womb
Waiting patiently to be mine.
You emerge and touch me gently.
Our two hearts are now entwined.
...I'm with you Valentine!

You speak to me your first words
And soon you begin to climb.
You take those first little steps
And my heart beats out of time.
...I love you Valentine!

I watch you walk away to school
So many thoughts go through my mind.
Milestones and sweet memories,
The best my heart will ever find.
...I need you Valentine!

Graduation, jobs, and sweethearts...
Broken love is such a crime.
Soon you're grown and move away.
My heart knows that you'll do fine.
...I'll miss you Valentine!

Unaware we say goodbye.
Sometimes parting is so blind.
Your final breath is taken.
Now my heart is undefined.
...Don't leave me Valentine!

Your spirit stays here with me.
I search daily for your signs.
In my dreams you reappear
To a heart that's redesigned.
...I feel you Valentine!

Alone I wait impatiently
Until this life fulfills it's time.
Reaching for you in the light
My heart leaves this life behind.
...I see you Valentine!

No more pain or heartache.
Forever you'll be mine.
Finally we're together again
Our two hearts again entwined.
...I'm with you Valentine!

2003 - Christine Ross

KEY TO MY HEART Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

I lost the key that opens my heart.
I search for it every day.
It disappeared the day you died
When I tucked all my joy away.

Locked-up within the ventricles
Is all of my happiness.
Sealed within the chambers
Are the wonderful things I miss.

Confined beneath the flow of blood
Are my memories from the past.
Murmuring muffled happy sounds
Of a life I thought would last.

The echo of my heartbeat
Resonates laughter that is trapped
Deep down underneath the pain
Pumping passed what has been kept.

I feel a pounding in my chest
As if it's going to burst
Exposing pleasant cheerful thoughts
Captivated by this curse.

But grief has clogged my arteries
Trapping smiles behind the valves.
The key could mend this wounded heart
Releasing what the lock won't allow.

I'm still searching for that key
And will until the day I die.
I know it probably won't be found.
I think I know the reason why.

Someday my heart will cease to beat
As he reaches down to welcome me.
I will take his outstretched hand
That holds... that long lost key.

2007 - Christine Ross

FAR AWAY VALENTINE Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

Those funny little Valentines
You made when you were small,

Those heartfelt little Valentines
You gave when you got tall,

Those romantic little Valentines
Sent to a special girl,

Those "I Love You" little Valentines
That will always mean the world,

Those Heavenly little Valentines
I'm hoping you will send,

Those far away little Valentines
I wait for once again.

2003 - Christine Ross


Since you've been gone my heart is blue.
But death cannot keep me from you.
For you live on My Valentine.
Your heart still beats inside of mine.

2007 - Christine Ross

Published in
Spring 2010, Volume 25 No. 2
Bereavement Publications, Inc.


~ by Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001
(This poem is written with only letters that are contained within Luke's name...
"Luke" Lucas Christopher Ross)

Luke took a rest.
His soul soars.
He is at peace.
He is our hero.

He took a step across
to the other shore,
the other place.
He is at rest.

His trip has hurt our hearts,
our souls.
His sister hurts.
Others hurt.

Look up at space....
our hearts hurt there.
our hearts hurt here.

Peace here?
Rest here?
Sleep here?
This place?

At this place
our hearts search.
Our souls search,
here, there.

Please take this hurt.
Raise it up.
Help us.
Please care.

As others rise up,
as others take the trip across.....
their souls are at peace.
Their souls are at rest.

As their souls rise up.....
others here hurt.
Luke is there.
Luke is here.

As he is there.....
our hearts search.
Our souls search.
He is at peace.

As he is here.....
our hearts search.
Our souls search.
He is at rest.

There at the other place,
the other shore,
Luke is at peace.
Luke is at rest.

Here at this place.....
Is there peace?
Is there rest?
Is there sleep?

Lucas Christopher Ross
He hears our hearts.
He hears our souls.
He hears us.

He arose to his place,
to his peace,
to his rest....
April three.

Our hearts still search............

2003 - Christine Ross

THE ILLUSION Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

A heartbeat silenced from within.
Faint whispers of a final breath.
A body cold, life dismissed.
Just... the illusion of death.

A broken heart that somehow beats,
Deep gasps of breathing why.
A body numbed, death escaped.
Just... the illusion of life.

2004 - Christine Ross

YOU KNOW? Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

You know?...I fell years ago
And broke my own left arm.
I bound it up to help it heal.
It now works like a charm.

You know?...Luke died years ago
And broke my only heart.
I bound it up to help it heal,
But it still falls apart.

2003 ~ Christine Ross

ONE LAST KISS Christine Ross in memory of Lucas Christopher Ross 1979 - 2001

Oh, there you are,
So still, so cold.
No more breathing,
No growing old.

As I touch you,
Nothing is real.
Your skin is cold,
Your body still.

My eyes see you.
My heart wonders,
Beneath this shell,
Do you slumber?

I listen close,
No sound from you.
I whisper soft,
My voice eludes.

Air engulfs you,
Frigid and stale.
I breathe in deep,
Capture your smell.

Upon your lips,
I press my own.
The taste of death,
It lingers strong.

Lips cold and sealed.
Your life dismissed.
Tears warm your face,

2003 - Christine Ross

The space between your heart and mine
is the space we'll fill with time.

~ Dave Matthews

And I'm walking here beside you in the early evening chill.
A thing we've always loved to do, I know we always will.
We have so much in common, so many things we share,
That I can't believe my heart when it implies that you're not there.
Love is why I came here in the first place, love is now the reason I must go.
Love is all I ever hoped to find here, love is still the only dream I know.

~ John Denver



Last Entry in Luke's Journal:

"When there is love in my heart and a smile on my face,
I need nothing else." ~ Luke Ross


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