The Perfect Gift

A poem reflecting feelings felt for loved ones who have passed on...

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Do we trap lost souls,

by mourning them too long ?

Does the grief put them in chains,

binding them too strong ?

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Does depression keep them down ?

Are they feeling low ?

If we only kept warm thoughts,

it'd surely help them glow...

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They must feel our pain,

and know that we're troubled...

Realize their situation...

Their concerns have doubled...

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What now can we do...

to set their spirits free ?

Take the pressure off from them...

and fill their souls with glee...

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Honor them for who they were...

Give their essence lift...

Remember all those smiles shared...

From them... the perfect gift...

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Always keep them in your heart...

Sharing memories deep...

When those memories bring warm thoughts...

those you sure must keep...

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With their spirit soul set free...

they can give you guidance...

Watching over you from Heaven...

peaceful with love's silence...

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Panhead Rod

March 7, 2024

Reviews

[Poetess]

Your poem moved me. It beautifully captures grief and loss with such striking imagery. I love the reflection on the emotional state of the departed. “Do we trap souls by mourning them too long?” So thought-provoking but painful to consider.

[Panhead Rod]

It was a little tough for me to write it, but I do believe that peace can come from pondering only the best memories...