Tell me the jokes,
Good and bad ones,
Tell me the smiles,
You earned in a day
Maybe someday,
I won't be here,
To laugh with you....
Hide with the shadows
And seek with the suns,
Run with the wind,
And Jump through the water,
Maybe someday,
I won't be here to play with you...
Tell me the poems you like to sing,
Tell me the songs you love to humm,
Tell me the fables you sleep listening,
Maybe someday,
I won't be here,
To recite it for you....
Maybe someday
I would be watching you,
From the heavens,
Smiling with your laughs,
Crying with your tears,
Maybe someday,
I won't be here,
And gone for the better place....
Maybe... someday.... ❤️
~Praneeta...🌚
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Author:
The befuddled soul (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 29th, 2022 12:03
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is what I want my loved ones to read when I would leave this world ❤️
- Category: Sad
- Views: 24
- Users favorite of this poem: Dahlia
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Comments2
wholehearted & beautifully penned
I too believe in being realistically prepared about our physical death, many folk fear this true reality, thanks for sharing!
Dahlia
A truly graceful expression of love. One day we're all leaving the world, it's inevitable, but the way you described your "farewell" to the ones you love is so precious.
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