passing days

In memory of Isaac...

as each new dawn brings pain

filtered through broken dreams

those that have been close 

are gone from our touch

the gentle rain may allow us to dwell

and the tears wash away

the day is cleansed upon this mist

as our soul releases the pain

friends and family gather

trying to fill the void

though the soul is almost empty

the gift of memories will remain

the sun brightens the day

just as a smile or laugh

we can savor those precious memories

and upon the breeze hear distant laughter

with the fall of eve

we are reminded of the departed

as they left footprints

upon the shores of our hearts

always the new day will come again

and with it a new chance to cherish

the dream of what was to be

and the love that shall always live

Isaac Joel Almodovar

7/22/11-10/30/11

Reviews

[S. Overstreet]

I can truly relate to the sentiment of your poem. Condolences to you. Very well written.