Crossing A River
by mary-ederline-mamburam
I want to imagine you
crossing a river
that is smooth and calm
That alone could make me
at peace
At this bitter reality
And someday, my time of crossing
that river will come
It was a bumpy ride at acceptance
of loss, and of parting
at the most unexpected time
When we are about just starting our
new life together
The memories is all that I gather
touched,
smell
and see vividly with my imagination.
Hold these memories in the palm of my hand
And throw it at the river
where you will flow smoothly
And you were there
Slowly, slowly
crossing in peace
For my sanity to keep.