Paying tribute to the essence of someone who used to be
Spirit flying free
Cutloose from the tie that binds
Now alive only in our minds
Silver cord severed
Life no longer to be endeavoured
Remembering the good not the bad
Feeling sad for the moments never more to be had
The body present, only a husk, a shell
Of sommeone, we once knew well
Interring or cremating
Ritual to be keeping, whilst we stand weeping
Should we not Rejoice instead?
A life is completed, a journey's destination reached.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.10 seconds at 3:43pm on Nov 16, 2024 via server WEBX2.