Reflections of the Soul: Poetry

Visit of Remembrance

“Visit of Remembrance”

The cold rain sends chills to my spine

As I walk down the valley.

It's so cold; I can't say that I'm fine,

But I'm still moving on through the alley.

At last I arrived at my destination

And set the basket of flowers on the ground.

I sat and wept tears of consolation

While the clouds cried with a loud, pouring sound.

Looking at your case makes me so depressed;

My heart feels like a part just got cut off.

Melancholic emotions and tears I'm trying to repress,

But my hands can't stop feeling so feeble and soft.

I'm still flabbergasted of what they did to you;

The one who took you away must be a dolt.

You have been so valiant, pure, and true,

And I see in you without fault.

It's getting late now; I must bid farewell.

I must fight on, knowing that you're gone.

I'll see you again someday--time will tell.

Live life to the fullest, make sure things get done.

- 2010