We are connected,
My child and I,
by An invisible cord
Not seen by the eye.
It’s not like the cord
That connects us ’til birth
This cord can’t been seen
By any on Earth.
This cord does its work
Right from the start.
It binds us together
Attached to my heart.
I know that it’s there
Though no one can see
The invisible cord
From my child to me.
The strength of this cord
Is hard to describe.
It can’t be destroyed
It can’t be denied.
It’s stronger than any cord
Man could create
It withstands the test
Can hold any weight.
And though you are gone,
Though you’re not here with me,
The cord is still there
But no one can see.
It pulls at my heart
I am bruised…
I am sore,
But this cord is my lifeline
As never before.
I am thankful that God
Connects us this way
A mother and child
Death can’t take it away!
Tags: children, mother, poem
i am in my 10th year in school and i have took the course dance as one of my choosen subjects one of my assignments is to base adance on a picture poem or song and i would love to use this one as i can really relate to it and can get great motefs and dance movemeents out of thiss but there is no author on this poem and in this case i would be unable to use it. do you happen to know who the author is because i am dieing to use this poem. many thanks
hi, i am doing a persentation for this poem in class and i would like to ask what inspired you to write this poem and what is the over view of it?
I handed out his poem at my son’s wake adding his name in various places. My son commited suicide on Monday April 25 a age 27. Hundreds of people attended the wake and most all of them told us that this poem, these words conveyed that what is important in life is what is invisible to the eye.