Let - Poem by Zandi Wardle
Let my mind flourish in great memories as I escape into a world I once lived in.
let my mind be neurished in the thoughts of my own past...
When my loved ones still lived,
when my dreams seamed real...
I crave for those days when my mornings were bright
when this house was warm.
Now the wind blows,
blows up the dust that fades eventually
Curtains are torn,
windows are broken
But the bond we had still stands
Firm like a pillar that holds a castle
In my heart you still live!
A thought of you keeps the flow of my blood...
your teachings keep me standing,
still like a concrete built from a dug foundation
I'll wait for the day we will meet again,
In the Land our Great Father has promised.
I; ll Let my memories of you...sustain me.
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