I will be the tree with shimmering leaves on an evening’s still,
I will be the curious feathered bird that lingers on your sill,
I will be a whispered winter’s kiss upon your cheek,
I will be the towering strength to carry you through your bleak,
I will be the moment, that you sense my present near,
I will be the urging confidence in a situation, that will ease away your fear,
I will be guiding the good thing, that just happened to go right,
I will be the shooting star, that crossed a sparkling inky canvas night,
I will be the unexpected beauties, on a mindful walk that are crossed,
I will be the album of memories, that can never ever be lost,
I will be the wondrous rainbow, that arrives to celebrate the sun and rain,
I WILL be with you, I promise, until we meet again.
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Author:
Denise Roddis (
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- Published: July 30th, 2025 16:07
- Comment from author about the poem: Loss is difficult pain to bear, and different people deal with loss in different ways. Being quite spiritual in outlook, I take comfort from things that I see and feel. This was the inspiration for this poem.\r\n
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