We live in memories long after our bodies fade away.
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Breathing will cease,
my body ease …
in a heartbeat.
The thumping drum
no longer hums.
It is torn ….weak.
Spirit shorn … flees …
life’s misery
with no heartbeat.
Arms now empty
lack empathy
without heartbeat.
Laid down to rest …
will all the blessed …
I did my best,
withstood the test.
Living was stressed …
having two heart beats.
All born will die.
For me … don’t cry
let your heartbeat.
Know you were loved
gift from above
held my own … shoved.
I’ll live anew--
memories do—
Although we miss those that have gone before us, we should each be grateful for the memories we are allowed to hold to.
To just imagine how cold and dark our worlds would be, if when they have left us, they took with them all our memories?
A beautiful write Sandra.
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really demonstrates the
reality that the heart is "a beat"
this poem captures that concept
thanks,
d.
A wonderful poetic message, Sandra.
To just imagine how cold and dark our worlds would be, if when they have left us, they took with them all our memories?
A beautiful write Sandra.
Lisa