When you die and go away
You leave your belongings here
The things you collected
All your life is now laid bare
The treasures here and there
Left for someone else to share
The books you so avidly read
They can now climb inside your head
Everything is left with the essence of you
China figurines and paintings to
The diary at the last entry there
Is left for everyone to share
So when you die and go away
You leave your mortal life behind
Your soul leaves you
For a better life to find
Powerful. Provoked my reaction that it can happen before death, too. t x
The only time you see the family around... is when its time to share the loot around... when your in the ground...
Excellent write on a sad but real subject...AM hoping for that better life myself, in fact counting on it to be better.....God bless..........marci.xo
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
And the memories live on Thaughtful piece David