Holding On Letting Go Poem by Perry Biggerstaff

It's meant to be
that eventually,
Those we love…leave us behind.
The breaking dawn
Is here and gone,
Memories etched within the mind.
Each late night talk
each path you walked
Means more than others know
It's priceless art
kept in the heart
When holding on... but letting go

Some days are good
some days are bad
Some days you feel alone.
On bended knees
the memories
Are as hard as marbled stone.
For those who pray
there comes a day
A reunion, this we know.
When the one you love
is with God above
You're holding on... while letting go.