What an oddity
Where have they all gone
Perchance you know
Jeffrey Bernard is UnWell
Unwell indeed
His condition has escalated to death
But where has he gone
Just a simple inquiry
I seem to ask so many the same
As I wander through my days
Asking the air
Perhaps it's silly
Kate away with her Calla Lilies
But where did she go?
How could they not be here
I don't want to interact
But do expect
Everyone to stay intact
I don't fathom the Where
Oh dear
The question must be too complex
So few take the trouble to respond to it
Although perhaps I ask too distractedly
To command the respect of an answer
That with half a melancholic mind
I vaguely still hope to find
But then if they could answer me
They would still be
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I left - to go to the shops! I came back - I always do, like a bad penny! heehee.
Thank goodness.........
Lorna,
This has been a week of giving condolences and paying my respects to three families who have lost loved ones!
Just came back from the cemetery! Made myself some coffee and decided to visit MPS to read some postings while I was having my coffee. Yours was the first!
The song and pic brought tears to my eyes! Your poem is outstanding! It made me think of all my dearest relatives and friends who have all gone...especially my dad (whose gravesite I visited today) and my first love who left me when I was very young! When I go to Italy, I visit his gravesite!
You and Kurt Philip Behm have been my first reads today! The two postings that “blew me away”!
Thank you for sharing!
~Laura~
You are so kind as usual Laura........ you are having a hell of a time right now aren't you....... so much sadness to contend with. I am sending you all my best wishes L. I've been thinking of visiting the grave of someone I cared about who died too young - it would be quite a trip but I can't stop thinking about it so one of these days I'll go off with a rose............
A special write Lorna -
They may seem to be missing Lorna but their Spirit will always be there, with you, looking down upon you and guiding you with love.
The ancient Hindu scriptures state that death is only a period in any given sentence.
Scientifically energy/matter only transforms but are not annihilated.
I have concluded that the only way an individual accounts for their actions is through re-incarnations, otherwise one life alone would not have any meaning. Unfortunately I am still trying to understand the purpose of our being.
So, if you think of loved ones as having moved to the next phase of their external existence, what they have left behind are a treasure trove of memories. This doesn't lessen the pain of loss, maybe some explanation.
I regret this wordy response.
P.S. I like to search those treasures I have missed before.
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