Dirt landing with an ominous thud
Voices singing to deepest parts of my soul
Realizations coming to me
Flooding me with emotions of the rawest form
A presence in the world coming to an end
Making those close contemplate & evaluate
A personal connection once made
is so hard undone
Memories once there
Can hardly be forgotten
Unless taken with misconceptions
or masked with self deception
Sorrow and sadness fill the breeze
As the beauty shines down over me
The melancholy is exhausting
And I shall never fully relinquish this memory
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Author:
jenncampbell (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Today one of my dearest best friends of 17+ years became a widow with five children. These words flowed into the paper tonight following the 24 hour wake/funeral/traditional ceremonies these words flowed onto the paper. If they are jumbled and confusing I apologize .... serious lack of sleep. Thanks for reading.
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