life
is wonderful
with or without you
but I remember
the roses
the words
the prayers
and dream of
dream catchers
and golddust
and fight to hold on to
remembering
your letting go
of dream catchers
golddust
silver
all things are temporary
except me accepting
to hold on.
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Yes everything in life is temporary, people come and go. Yet our reluctant acceptance of it is very difficult to let go of. Definitely reverberated throughout my being. An excellent poem holding a quiet message for us all. Thank you for sharing. RoseAnn