Terabithia
The grief of loss, when death is the cost,
Is soul destroying, when you know they are gone.
We used to cross the water together;
We ran so fast in any weather.
We will have our place, forever and ever
And nothing will replace those memories.
We built a bridge to cross the river.
We created a land called Terabithia
And now I walk here with my sister,
Where once upon a time my love walked with me;
Now I only miss her.
I haven’t cried this hard in ages.
It breaks my heart to turn the pages.
I want to see beyond this end,
But the story has not finished yet.
I cannot talk to her anymore;
Where once we ran through our own world
And now she is gone, the beautiful girl.
The Dragon Flies that kept us safe; they are flying no more.
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Author:
Aa Harvey (
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Comments1
A beautiful flight of fancy to begin the day. Though there is a loss, the recollection of the memory is so beautiful.
Thanks for taking me to a magical place.
You are more than welcome.
Watching 'A bridge to Terabithia' was the first time in ages where a film had made me cry, so I knew I had to write a poem about it.
Peace, love and empathy.
Ah maybe I should watch it then
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