Death

There will be peace ahead and skies of blue
Waiting ahead for me there will be you
Here laughter tears all pain is forgotten
My days ahead will be days spent with you

Music of life just barely hanging on
Sounds of the heart that has already gone
Begging please release me now let me go
Beebeep beebeep beebeep beebeep beebeep

Silence comes there's not a stir in the room
Time to let go tho it feels like so soon
Friends and loved ones carry the memories
It's what one really has that's left behind

Tho some might see it as the closing act
And others look ahead not looking back
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Posted: May 2015

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beautifulyou
to so clearly and so deeply know what one really has and what one really is during this life or, at the moments before our physical death... what sweet release into Life's rebirth!

nice poem Happygolucky gift
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Abby1963
Great poem I enjoyed this very much wine
trurorob
Nice thoughts Sherri.
Rob
Happygolucky4u
Thank you beautiful you. Some how it is comforting to know what lays ahead even if one is in no rush to get there. rose
Happygolucky4u
Hi Bill wave always looking ahead wine Thank you for your insight to the poem. wave
peachmelba
Yes the poet has her memories to hold on to and the love bond that was there dosnt go way it's carried in the heart along with the memories if the person that has moved on and kept alive in spirit .

Knowing they be in on the same spiritual path together ,

It's beautiful ,

Faith ,trust is a wonderful thing ,

teddybear .
peachmelba
Yes one day meant to say but no hurry ,

That's fir sure,


No sense time where passed on love ones go,

They are at peace patient as they with you on earth right beside you yet so far but not,just like through another door that's locked until our physical body dies,


Their breath is like a gentle breeze on the back of your neck,


This is what I believe,

bouquet
twazzle70
Such a lovely and refreshing view regarding our final curtain. Most enjoyable to read.wine bouquet
shadow1950
hi Joy one must always remember that death sits waiting in the wings. In life only 2 things are certain we are born and we die.
a great depiction of death. and great poem hugs
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