Bow My Head Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal
Bow My Head
Bow my head
18th March 2019
How sadly you feel the demise?
and miss their absence,
when they were so near to your heart but
it pains when they depart!
so long association
and bonded with relation
it becomes of paramount importance
their memory remains permanently at once
I recall when the wife of a friend
served with love at every end
she was kind of love's embodiment
I feel sad and miss her absence
I shall bow my head
and read
the condolence message
and manage my sadness
let the departed soul
rest with peace in God's hall
we all have to travel one day
and find the solace all the way
Hasmukh Mehta
Sheila Ann Anderson yes- death is sad and lonely for all here still on Earth- but we should rejoice in the fact they are no longer in pain and stuck with a faulty human vessel- they are free and can do as they please now :) I still see my grandmother; I hear her voice sometimes. I can smell her cig smoke, and i can feel her presence watching over me :) 1 Manage Like · Reply · 6m
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