(11th poem)
That Night’s Dream
“Trinkets”
insurance cancelled and phone disconnected
paid all the memberships and bills detected
your books donated; clothes given away
gathered your jewelry for your sisters say
finished all the tasks you had assigned
filed all the paperwork I could find
informed all your friends on your list
everyone said you will be dearly missed
boxed your notepads and hand drawn pics
kept the ornaments with our argument nicks
the paintings from our vacations still hang
combining all the videos when you sang
organizing items into separate strips
train and plane tickets from our trips
worldly trinkets you personally chose
I’m protecting and cherishing those
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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Comments2
Well rhymed this poem of parting. It is unclear if this is metaphoric of final departure of literal of a temporary one either way it works. Lovely
it is at the point in grieve where you except your future and think you are ready to move on.
I spent two years crying after losing someone, but the memories and messages were ultimately healing.
There's always a new dawn.
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