There is no God their can't be
If there is hes blind
Your stolen soul can rest now
You had a life to find
It's not your time
The clock was wrong
I wont let go
I can't be strong
I'm clutching pictures
Tears run deep
Endless memories
Mine to keep
Broken hearted
Life has paused
You'll never know
The pain you've caused
Broken families
Hearts to heal
No words will cure
The way they feel
A wicked world
The days are long
If theres a God
He got it wrong
I'll hold on to the good times
Keep them tucked away
Save me somewhere nice up there
We'll meet again someday
You'll always hold a place in hearts
But nows your time to sleep
But thank you for the good times
Memories mine to keep.
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11 may 2019
Such a nice poem, Karen. Read my poem, Love and L u s t. Thanks.
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A touching poem that you willingly share for others to view. Very stoic and fearless. I must admit I feel like I'm intruding when people express their hidden hearts and stored emotions. All I can honestly say is well done on writing this empathetic poem. 10++ and enjoy life and all its little pleasures and victories.