Poems for the Missing


Feel free to send me contributions to this page, gratefully accepted - nicole@australianmissingpersonsregister.com


 A musician friend of mine, David Taylor was inspired by what I do to write a song about a missing girl. Called "Somebody Beautiful", you can hear the song by clicking here. See the box on the right, click on the link that says Somebody Beautiful.

Thank you David, it's a beautiful song and I am so touched that you wrote it.



Author: Copyright © George Michael Grossman

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.
If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.
If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.
If I knew it would be the last time
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say " I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.
If I knew it would be the last time
I would be ther to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.
For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.
There will always be another day
to say " I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our " Anything I can do?"
But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and hope we never forget.
Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.
So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,
That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, hug, or a kiss
and you were to busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.
So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them you'll alway hold them dear
Take time to say " I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or " It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.

 - Dedicated to Lateesha Nolan, by her Dad Mick.


….More Tears….

Some Hardly Believe You’re Gone

Left Them All Alone

With Their Wondering,



While Your Out There ,Somewhere, Laying

Under Soil And Leaves

From Times Aging Trees 

You Remain Missing

And More Tears Begin.


Family Gatherings Are No Longer The Same

As One Or More Think

Maybe They Are To Blame


Why It Is That You Took Your Lonely Self Away

And Hid From Life Forever. 

Now More Tears Run Even Heavier…


And The Years Bring With Them Memories

                                                                                                          Softer Tears And A Little Envy

Of How You Could Just Turn Your Back And Disappear

But We Hazard To Guess At Your Reasoning

For We Sometimes Would Like To Do Just That...

Escape.... If Only For A Day…


A Mother, A Son, A, Grandmother, Oh Father

Why Did You Go Away...?


Seasons Still Come By You In Fours

The Winter Brings A Frozen Soil

Spring The Blossoms Bright,

Summer Make The Ground Almost Boil

And The Autumn Leaves Cover By Night....



And Somewhere Under Clear Blue Skies

Your Bones Are Not As White

As The Enamel On Your Teeth

The Earth Plants Have Taken Hold Now

And Dragged You Far Beneath…


And Somewhere High Above You

The Birds Once Circled To Say

This Is Now Your Resting Place

And This Is How You’ll Stay…


And One Day 

Many Years From Now

Your Secret Will Be Reveled

The Earth Will Draw Back Her Hold On You

And Offer What She Has Concealed….



Then There Will Be More Tears

Those Tears Of That Final Relief

As Now Family Knows

Just Where You Have Been Laying

But Still No Answers On Why Did You Go...


                                                                                                                        ...Just More Tears....



Poetry By Creese.H. Syred J.Pã


“Your Thoughts In Verse”


My name is Kelsey

My name is Kelsey, I’m only two.
I’m way too young to know right from wrong, 
I can barely sing a children’s song.
When you hurt me, why can’t you see, 
I don’t understand, I’m not even three.
I try to walk, “can’t”.
My little body’s black and blue 
and now you have taken my family too.
I love my daddy and he loves me, 
Grandma, PaPa, where can you be?
I don’t forget, I think of you
and when I’m hurt, your love shines through.
It’s dark in here, I can’t go on------No! 
Wait there’s light, an angel’s song.
I feel God’s hand lift me away: 
he has the perfect place to play.
I know you hurt, I see your tears, 
but only God knows why I’m here.
Daddy, I’m okay, my body’s new 
and I will never, ever forget you.
My name was Kelsey.

Written by Connie Mathews 




I was sent this poem for the missing

and I hope the author won't mind me

publishing it here -


Early in every morn', when suns light
the rooms of this house,
you are here-
here, inside pictures on the wall-
here in the silence of memories.
Your movements are felt inside us,
and we reach out to find you
against gray walls, undivided,
sensing your smile all around us,
when thinking your name.
There are those who walk with you,
as angels in the dark...
angels will find you, by your whisper.
And always with you, they watch over you.
And sometimes in the early light of morn',
they gather to the shore of every ocean,
looking out to the tall white waves,
that come in their calling, and together,
chant prayers for the missing,
that may you find a sense of comfort there.
You are lost, but not far from the single
quiet whisper of hope, nor from the eyes
of angels, and hearts of those, who still come
to the silent waves, in wait of light's flicker...
watching from the shore.
You, are not alone.

David Culver



I read of Jodi Galante's mum wishing she could see her daughter one last time although the police advised her not to due to the nature of Jodi's injuries. To anyone who has lost someone in violent circumstances such as this, I gently urge you to not put yourself through any further trauma, remember them as they were the last time you saw them. Everyone has their different views on death, of course - this poem is one I have always found comfort in, and if your loved one has been taken from you then may it bring you comfort too. You don't need to see what violence someone may have inflicted upon them, they will be with you wherever you are and are no longer in that body.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the swift, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.

I am the song that will never end.
I am the love of family and friend.
I am the child who has come to rest
In the arms of the Father who knows him best.

When you see the sunset fair,
I am the scented evening air.
I am the joy of a task well done.
I am the glow of the setting sun.

Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am not there, I do not sleep.
Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there, I did not die!

~ Mary E. Frye ~ 1932


Here With Me  - Dido

I didn't hear you leave
I wonder how am I still here
And I don't want to move a thing
It might change my memory

Oh I am what I am
I'll do what I want
But I can't hide
I won't go
I won't sleep
I can't breathe
Until you're resting here with me
I won't leave
I can't hide
I cannot be
Until you're resting here with me

I don't want to call my friends
They might wake me from this dream
And I can't leave this bed
Risk forgetting all that's been



micide Victims         Homicide Victims Families Wish List

1 I wish you would not be afraid to speak of our loved ones names. They lived and were very important and we need to hear their names.

2 If we cry or get emotional if we talk about our loved ones, I wish you knew that it isn't becauuse you have hurt us;the fact that they have died has caused us tears. You have allowed us to cry and I thank you. Crying and emotional outburst are healing.

3 I wish you wouldn't let our loved ones die again by removing their pictures, artwork, or other remembrances.

4 We will have emotional highs and lows, ups and downs. We wish you wouldn't think that if we have a good day our grief is all over, or if we have a bad day we need psychiatric counselling.

5 We wish you knew that death by homicide/ culpable is different from other losses and must be viewed separately. It is the ultimate tragedy and we wish wouln't compare it to the loss of a parent, a spouse or a pet.

6 Being bereaved person is not contagious, so we wish you wouldn't stay away from us.

7 We wish you knew all of the "crazy" grief reactions that we are having are in fact very normal. Depression, anger. frustration, hopelessness, and the questioning of beliefs are to be expected following a homicide.

8 We wish you wouldn't expect our grief to be over in six months. The first few years are going to be exceedingly traumatic for us.
As with alcoholics, we will never be "cured" or a formaly 'bereaved'but forevermore be recovering from my bereavement.

9 We wish you would understand the physical reaction to grief. I may gain weight or lose weight,sleep all the time or not at all, develop a host of illnesses and be accident prone, all of which are related to my grief.

10 Our loved one's birthday, the anniversary of his/her death, and the holidays are terrible times for us. I wish you could tell us that you are thinking about them on these days. And if we are quite and withdrawn, just know we are thinking about them, and don't try to coerce us into being cheerful.

11 Iwish you wouldn't offer to take me out for a drink, or to a party, this is only a temporary crutch and the only way I can get through this grief is to experence it. I have to hurt before I can heal.

12 I wish you would understand that grief changes people. I am not the same person I was before my beloved died and I will never be that person again. If you keep waiting for me to "get back to my old self" you will stay frustrated. I am a new creature with new thoughs, dreams, aspirations, values and beliefs. Please try to get to know the new me- maybe you will still like me. I have joined the club that know one joines by choice.



This is a letter by Glendene Grant, mother of missing woman Jessie Foster. Glendene works tirelessly to raise awareness about Jessie's case and is a great comfort and support to the families of the missing worldwide. This letter is both a very personal letter from a mother to a daughter and also a heartfelt plea that will be familiar to every single family of a missing person who reads this.

You can learn more about Jessie by visiting her website - http://www.jessiefoster.ca/


Letter to Jessie (Aug/07)
Today at 5:11am
Here is a letter that I wrote to Jessie back in August of last year. I posted it on a few different sites and we put it on our webpage, but I thought I would repost my thoughts again.
Please feel free to put it on any other sites that you have, and forward it to anyone you want to. I want everyone to see that Jessie is from a wonderful, fairly normal family who misses her and needs her to come back and fill the hole that is there, gaping and waiting for it to be fixed. If Jessie is not on this earth any longer, she will still fill the space she left with our not know where she is…as long as we know where she is, there is not that huge hole. Do you understand what I mean? I think you must. Anyways, this is some of what I have to say to my Jessie.

My sweet, dear, wonderful Jessie…

Hi baby, this is Mom. I just wanted to let you know how much I miss you and how hard we are working to find you and bring you home. I know how scared you must be and how worried you are about us worrying about you. Do not think about that, keep your thoughts on staying strong and safe – NOT put yourself in any more danger, be smart. We are strong and we are not stopping. With all my heart and soul I feel you are alive and out there, somewhere, needing to be found and rescued. We will do that.

Jessie, I also want you to know that we know what you have been through. We know what was happening in Vegas. Do NOT blame yourself or think that you need to be forgiven for ANYTHING. You are a VICTIM, even if you think you could have left, you were not able to – your being a victim of human trafficking is proof of that. You were trying to come home to Canada and someone stopped you.

Your story has been out there, baby. Not as much as I want it to be, but your story has been on the Geraldo at Large show, the Maury Povich show and the Montel Williams show – plus the Dr. Phil show contacted me about doing a show on your disappearance in August…I am hopeful for that. The way we will get you back is by letting North America and the rest of the world know you are missing and you are wanted back so very much.

Jessie, I have missed 2 of your birthdays and a lot of other special occasions and holidays, plus all the things that have happened in the 16 months since you have been missing. Many wonderful things have happened to family and friends, plus some terrible things.

Some of the good things are: Jennee and her boyfriend Drew are going to have a baby in January!! You will be an auntie to your baby sister’s baby! And Willie is a daddy!! Him and Pam had a beautiful baby girl Audrey Elizabeth Grant on June 21st. And Vicki-Sue & Gord had a baby boy, Braedon on Kalysta’s 6th birthday in December and they are getting married in September. Vicki is so very happy. And uncle Jimmie and his fiancé Colette had a baby girl on Valentines day this year, little Piper, and they are getting married next year. Plus Jesse K & his girlfriend Jill had a baby girl this year, Cole & Amy are having a baby girl in November! Jodie & Michael are having a baby and Alisha & Reg had another baby girl this year and they are getting married! James Richardson got married to his long time girlfriend on May 19/07 and they are expecting a baby boy soon. And Vickie Nesbitt got married May 20/06, to Brad Lyons; she has been with him for several years. So she is Vickie Lyons now!! I know there have been other good things but my mind is just not able to remember them all right now.

Some of the terrible things that have happened are: Mark Fraser died on July 11/06…one of the saddest days. He was on his Harley and crashed on July 5, the day after Matt’s 19th birthday. He was at Mara Lake on holidays and was in the hospital in Kamloops where he died of massive head injuries. Matt is holding up, but you know how close he was to his dad. My cousin Linda also passed away April 23/07; she is auntie Billie’s oldest daughter (and Roger’s sister, who died 17 months before she did, both from cancer). Linda did 2 fundraiser dinners to raise money for your search – she was a wonderful cook and she planned the Roast Beef and the Turkey dinners and cooked with the help of many others. They were both very successful. Also, Amber Bard died. Last year she took her own life. Amber’s mom LeaAnn was raising her daughter, Emily after that when she (LeaAnn) suddenly and tragically died last month (June 5/07). Also last month, on June 29/07, Ted Whitmore’s daddy, Fred passed away. Earlier this year, my uncle Ray Preston passed away (in January) and last year, Jesse & Cole’s uncle Pokey Kwasnica died (April 25/06).

Also, Tigger died, after what appeared to be an attack by a dog, but we do not know for sure, all we know, is she was hurt very badly and the vet did not hold out much hope for her recovery, short of several thousand dollars in fees - and that was not even a guarantee...so we had to put her down. Now we do not have Bootsy or Tiggy any more. They are both in a grave out back by the trampoline.

Like the good things, I know there are other terrible things that have happened, but again, my mind cannot think of them all right now.

Also, Katie & Peter broke up last month. Katie is doing well. She moved back home, but she is moving out with Heather in September. She is working 2 jobs, part-time at Shopper’s Drug Mart and she is back at Convergys training to work in the same project as me. And Crystal & Aaron got back together. They were living here with us from March till the middle of June, when they moved back to Alberta for work. Jim & I are doing well. We miss you lots and Jim is having a hard time taking care of me while I go through this ordeal, but thank God for him.

Your dad is having such a hard time with all of this. He just does not know what to do or what to think. He is doing better now, but I have been worried about him. After all, he only has you and Crystal…of course he has step daughters and he knows you have your other sisters, but you guys are his and he misses you so much. Tracy is taking care of things of course. Being the mom and grandma to all the kids…she is a strong woman.

You have such a strong, huge support system, Jess. Your friends all miss you and are so worried and supportive to us. Shauna is engaged, Cindy got married, Jessi T had another baby, Sri is doing great…she is moving to Australia (plus she put on a fundraiser in Calgary at Jameson’s Irish Pub – it very successful, too), Brandy has helped put on a fundraiser in Edmonton with Kat (I will tell you all about Kat, she is wonderful) and put one on in Calgary with Dizzy – she has been so great. There are so many others to tell you about, but that would take a book.

Jessie, remember…we will find you, love Mom. xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

I have one more thing to say, but this is not to Jessie…this is to whoever took her, or has her, or knows where she is. PLEASE, you have to understand that Jessie is loved, wanted, missed and needed back by her family and friends. We NEED her. She is part of us and without her there is a huge, huge hole. It is unbelievable how big of a hole such a tiny girl can make when she is not there. When she is missing from her family, from her place in our lives where she belongs. GIVE HER BACK TO US. Give her back to me. I am her mommy and I need my baby back, PLEASE. Jessie is a wonderful person with a huge heart and you do not need her like we do. We promise that if someone contacts us with information about Jessie’s whereabouts we will keep it confidential and you will not be involved if you choose not to be. Contact us from our website: www.jessiefoster.ca or call Crime Stoppers or the North Las Vegas Police or even call your local police agency and they can get the information to us.

Sincerely, Glendene Grant…mother of endangered missing JESSIE FOSTER.