Although we may lose someone
we acutually only lose one thing
that is the ability to see THEM
because they returned to spirit
they can always see us.
I have lost so many people
but I know they are still around
A son
A mother
A father
A nephew in a car smash found
When I lost my grandma
she slipped away next to me
and I heard her speak to an angel
and she told of the garden she could see
My son has been to visit
turned my TV into a toy
played with me for ages
Like a typical little boy
2 husbands also have passed away
although then not married to me
which was fine
But the children that I had with them
have felt their dads many a time
Death is simply moving back
to where we first came from
and although we miss them very much
we'll meet when we finally pass on
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem