So strange, unrehearsed, unimagined.
So many layers of memories buried,
yet not truly buried. Forever ingrained,
the good and the not-so-good. A child
of the universe. Who is not many-faceted?
Mourned by four children, his heart’s blood.
Roads not taken, never to be taken
in this lifetime. Peace, bro.
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This is really nice Mom, thank you.
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Thank you!
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Loved the last line! Your sense of humour is delicious!
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A great elegy and my condolence. A powerful poem.
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Your comment is very appreciated. Nan
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You welcome. I’m here for you if you need a friend to talk to.
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You are kind. I’ll remember.
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🙂
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I wrote one for mine too, Nan. Really a bittersweet experience. Yes, “…so many layers of memories buried.”
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Yes.
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