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!
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.
this is hard to write my little man got killed on 3rd this month my mitchell ,my friend sent me this poem and every word is true ,and any mother goin threw wot i am now wud love and agree with every word. when it was read in church people could’nt say anything but beautiful and so true . and every day i read it .it keeps me goin…….cus i’ve lost my world
i saw this poem today at the memorial for 26 of the 28 people who died in newtown,ct on friday dec,14, 2012 in a mass murder at sandy hook elementary school. 20 of them were 6 and 7 yrs old. i thought it was so touching and appropriate. not only for a child who hasdied, but one who is living and perhaps estranged from you. it has many appliations
I saw this at a funeral for three children. As you can imagine this poem brought tears down many of the faces in the service. I felt great comfort as I found it online and I read it over and over again, due to the lost of my own child so many years ago.
I would like to share this poem and provide the proper author credits. Could you please provide the Author’s name? Every other site just lists “Author Unknown.” Any assistance would be greatly appreciated.
This poem was sent to me by a friend. It gave me an image to see and words to feel other than hollow knifing pain. It was sent to me in 2001 not long after my son was killed. I hope others feel the wonder of words and the warmth of love of this holding on to something in the tragedy of loosing a child