by Jacqueline Bartelmo

Created on: April 18, 2009

R.I.P

Life flows as time goes by,
love and hate, death cuts all ties.
Youth grasped in tiny fingers,
like the limb struck off,
the feeling lingers.
For me you cared, loved and shared,
others closer than you never dared.
Dark brown eyes, an untarnished slate,
sun browned legs, an unknown fate.
Life is quick but death is quicker,
beauty lost but the heart remains.
For every summer there is a winter,
wizened olds limbs of a great grandpa,
death comes for everyone.
An irrefutable law,
you've lived your life the only true way.
But alas it is time to go away,
fear not what comes for you will see.
When you look back upon your life,
a thing of beauty,
you've found your way.
You're home at last,
forever in my heart till I breath my last.

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