Robin Dunlop

Robin Dunlop Aug 2020

My Home

They say home is where the heart is,
And I now know that to be true.
For no matter where we are, Dear,
I'm at home when I'm with you.

A home is built on solid ground,
A trusted foundation must be poured,
To hold all the weight and pressures,
Of every brick and every board.

Walls are built proud and tall,
Providing security and protection.
Layers of strength from weather and storms,
Tightly bonded at every connection.

A strong roof is then required,
Mindful of all that is around.
Carefully gripping it all together,
And now your shelter can be found.

Most have beautiful windows,
Offering an exquisite view.
But no view compares to what I see,
When my view is looking at you.

They say home is where the heart is,
And I now know that to be true,
Because no matter where we are, I'm home,
For my home lies within you.

Robin Dunlop May 2020

'Round the Sun

I do often times wonder
What this would now be,
If four years ago
You'd simply said "Hi" to me.

Would I have been this quick
To let you inside?
With such an unspoken welcome
Like a vacancy sign?

Or would I have refused
And simply walked away?
Without ever knowing
The man you are today?

Would I still look at you now,
The way I did yesterday?
Could I still make you blush,
With the things that I say?

Would we be different people,
Had timing not been the same?
Would I still smile like I do,
Every time I speak your name?

But it went like it did,
With 4 trips 'round the sun.
And here we are now,
On trip number one.

Robin Dunlop Oct 2017

Understanding

Do not just say you're sorry,
For the loss of our sons and daughters.
Wrap your arms around us,
And hug us a little longer.

For hours turn to days,
To months and even years.
The pain never really goes away,
And neither do the tears.

We sometimes seem consumed,
With the lives that have gone before us.
But this is just our expression,
Of the grief that is so poisonous.

Our language is now different.
The same words have new meaning.
Things you say with good intentions,
Now sometimes can be demeaning.

Please bare with us,
As we discover this new normal.
Help us to acknowledge our children,
And make their memories immortal.

For those of you still reading this,
Thank you for understanding,
That the depth if this long journey,
Is so emotionally demanding.

October is Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month. This goes out to all the moms and dads grieving such a loss. This also goes out to my son, Corbin, whose forever tiny footprints are still leaving an imprint on this world.

#grief #pregnancyandinfantloss

Robin Dunlop Oct 2017

Soul on Fire

The tears just keep falling, my dear,
Rolling down my face.
With each one there's a helpless hope,
It would wash the pain away.

But sadly it doesn't, dear.
And my chest just keeps hurting,
From each tear that lands upon it,
Falling from cheeks that just keep burning.

Oh, wash away the pain, my love.
Just wash this pain away.
Awaken from your weary sleep,
And clear the sadness from my face.

It burns so bad, my baby.
Deep within my bones.
And this fire in my veins won't die.
Not until you're home.

Robin Dunlop Sep 2017

Lighthouse

You are a lighthouse on the shore,
At the end of my stormy sea.
You shine brighter than any other,
Effortlessly guiding me.

Tides, they turn,
And ships, they come and go.
But you are ever steady,
And your light, always aglow.

You beckoned me to your banks,
When my ship had gone astray.
You shined a hopeful light,
And helped me find my way.

Weathered but rooted,
You stand so strong and tall.
I know that you are always there,
And I will not sink at all.

Robin Dunlop Aug 2017

Choices

Life is full of difficult choices
We wish we didn't have to make.
Hard is just a 4 letter word
Compared to the hearts we have to break.

Some of our choices in this life
Riddle us with regret.
But none of the choices made with you
Do I ever wish to forget.

Life is but a series of choices
Day after day after day.
Every morning, when I see your face
"I love you" is what I'll choose to say.

Robin Dunlop Aug 2017

Kept

I don't want to be,
No more than a memory,
You look back on as you age.
But I do want to be,
That angel you see,
And look forward to every day.

I don't want to be,
Just that secret you keep,
Or a rendezvous while you're away.
But kept I can be,
As long as you're with me.
It's not wrong to want you to stay.