Funeral Flowers Poem by Myrtle Thomas

Funeral Flowers



my life seemed to end that day
when your blood stopped pumping
and your breath went away
I can't believe you're gone or where you could be
I searched through the pictures for another memory

and like a cloud of vapor, your face wasn't found
the vital heart held the spark of life
before you were put in the ground
I forget so often that you are no longer here
then my heart drips lonely with anxiety and fear

you are not within my sight
nor in my dreams, while I rest in the empty night
now your face is growing dimmer, in the depth of my mind
no matter how much I search for you
your face I cannot find

the earth now holds you in it's heart tightly without remorse
while I remain on this realm to stay my life's course
my sobs go unanswered as I cry with grief
yet no prayer seems solid, while I stumble in a lost belief

my heart held you for such a long time, in the bosom in my soul
I know while alive my heart won't let you go
needful things come and go... while living this thing called a life
but no one knows the heartache
as I feel this pain like a cold cutting knife
Myrtle Thomas
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