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LOVED ONES
By Emily Brown
Loved ones are gone,
we only have their possessions,
we cling to them.
As if they will bring our loved ones back.
But, what we don't know is that they never left.
We don't know until we listen.
Their voices are in the wind
when they whisper from heaven,
in which their spirits dwell.
We call to them in their graves so deep,
but they can't hear us.
Because we have to look up to the heavens and say:
"Why them?"
Our answers are in the rustling leaves of the trees,
high above us.
But we have to open our minds, ears,and hearts to hear.
It is them answering:
"Do not be sad, for I am happy.
Go, live your lives as I lived mine.
One day we will be together again."
No more sadness, no more tears,
but, living our lives, as they lived theirs. |
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