Most of my family have passed away,
I miss my husband, parents and siblings everyday,
I shed tears over them,
Living  with their memories, overwhelmed.
During one of my outbursts  of tears,
My son, just turned fifteen years,
Whispered in my ears,
Why do you fret and fear,
Ain't  they in heaven,
Where rivers flow beneath beautiful gardens,
Abundant with fruits and delicious drinks,
Everyone adorned in gold and silk.
Everywhere there is peace,
And eternal bliss.
They are enjoying their afterlife,
Don't live in strife,
Enjoy, have fun, be happy,
Hold on to us, your present family.
4/1/2020