To the person who taught me to love myself
To be strong enough and follow my dreams
Please don't stand by my grave and weep thyself.
For, I will be there watching you from the stars at the extremes
And thank you for being by my side when I was all by ownself.
You were there when I was brimming
You were there when I was screaming
Today, I might not be here by thy side
But, know for sure what a great role you played in my healing
I would forever be grateful to the Lord for you
And thank Him for not making you full of yourself
But now, please don't stand by my grave and weep thyself.
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potaash (
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- Comment from author about the poem: to all those people who were there for someone whenever and wherever they needed them
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When special people come into your life, you rejoice. For some, it's a lifeline.
Agreed and when the fear of losing them rise, it seems as if the whole world has come to a halt
Sometimes all it takes is a smile or a simple hello to a stranger to brighten their day make things seem better, for no such things as strangers only friends we haven't yet met. ☺
Agreed ☺️
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