no one talks about death
yet it happens around us every day
we lose the one we love the most
and try to move on
as if nothing has happened
we can't seem to understand
that they won't suffer anymore
they have lived a life
full of memories & experiences
with their children
who are their pride and joy
we can't be upset that their time
is coming to an abrupt end
we should be content
we got to share a life with them
they will always be with us
in our morning cups of coffee
and in the random acts of kindness
we see when we least expect it
death is not such a bad thing after all
our loved ones will be able to travel
through the wind and go to all the places
they couldn't be when they were alive
and maybe, perhaps
that place is right next to you
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 10:31 AM UTC
no one talks about death
yet it happens around us every day
we lose the one we love the most
and try to move on
as if nothing has happened
we can't seem to understand
that they won't suffer anymore
they have lived a life
full of memories & experiences
with their children
who are their pride and joy
we can't be upset that their time
is coming to an abrupt end
we should be content
we got to share a life with them
they will always be with us
in our morning cups of coffee
and in the random acts of kindness
we see when we least expect it
death is not such a bad thing after all
our loved ones will be able to travel
through the wind and go to all the places
they couldn't be when they were alive
and maybe, perhaps
that place is right next to you
This poem's assignment was to pick a word and then transfer it into a new light whether it be negative or poorly. I chose the word death.
