You lived your life, now you’ve passed away Cremated with nothing left to decay
Grief endlessly lingers more so some days, eternal peace for your soul I do pray.
I have had to begin the process of change
Our home we once shared I’ve kept just the same
I’m now coming to terms your never coming home
My realisation is I have to live on alone.
My mind needs to focus on something other than sorrow
Just get through today and find strength for tomorrow
I also kept your belongings the same; just so I have now decided its the time to let go
A change with these surroundings is needed for me
Things have been left for you- its just not healthy
I’m surrounded by items that prevent me to heal
A fresh start to ease the loss and sorrow I feel I’ve selected items that remind me of you
It’s a sad, hard process I have to see through
To box up and give away the remaining pieces you once owned- Pictures, books and
ornaments to belong in someone else’s home.
Its time to start another chapter that’s new
Rebuild and proceed to live life without you
Precious keepsakes will remain in my possession
Reminding me to embrace this life & heal with succession
I wrote this for you mum, if ever you are watching over
Just like your poem said ‘enjoy living in clover’
Also you wrote… ‘live in the present, the past is long dead’
And i’ll try hard to live by the points you once said
I will always believe there’s a life beyond this
For the departed loved ones we so truly miss.

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I like writing poetry poems that rhyme Its an enjoyable way I spend my time I like doing DIY, art and craft Drinks with friends and having a laugh I love camping festivals holidays abroad Music gigs of those I adore I enjoy walking my dog everyday Don’t listen to what people say Hate being told how to behave and what to do Can empathise with what others go through Rebel against keeping fit and hate sport A true life learner all self taught I am spiritual not religious anymore Religion causes such an up roar Have belief in the afterlife and aliens too I like learning things of interest to do im considerably happy more often than not Always remember what ive previously forgot Take pride in my work strive to be the best I can be What you see is what you get just me being me.
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