When someone we love dies
life seems to change
it's all an illusion
it starts to rearrange
time goes by quickly
but it feels so slow
a year is a day
in time it will show
almost two years have passed
since I've seen my fathers face
the person I miss the most
you shall never be replaced
my grandmothers passing
is when my life fell
like the starting of a bad race
that was the bell
I will know many more who parish
athough I wish not to see
these images keep me up at night
watching loved ones die haunts me
life and death
it's all in our mind
live for today
leave the past behind
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
well written piece! ! ! ! ! Good job for this! ! ! God bless you always! ! ! -Pink Butterfly-