In a moment of time
Your words birthed
A vision inside of me
To be human
Yes it's quite strange..
But in our uniqueness
We realise
That we are all the same
The phrase I love you
Has a transitory tone
It can either end or begin
A chapter
The storms of life, may grey our skies
But you've taught us
How to see
The rainbows in our clouds
Poets are encouraged to remember..
Words Are Things
So all though you have stopped on
The train ride called life
You leave us lingering passengers
With the courage to complete the journey
With empowerment for the destination
Your smile will last
As the memoir of your legacy
And we will press on
For today and tomorrow
With the mask removed
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 8:06 PM UTC
In a moment of time
Your words birthed
A vision inside of me
To be human
Yes it's quite strange..
But in our uniqueness
We realise
That we are all the same
The phrase I love you
Has a transitory tone
It can either end or begin
A chapter
The storms of life, may grey our skies
But you've taught us
How to see
The rainbows in our clouds
Poets are encouraged to remember..
Words Are Things
So all though you have stopped on
The train ride called life
You leave us lingering passengers
With the courage to complete the journey
With empowerment for the destination
Your smile will last
As the memoir of your legacy
And we will press on
For today and tomorrow
With the mask removed
We miss you Maya!
