In the pyramids of my tired mind,
I see the stretch that you bore;
Such innocence lost so young,
Life for you, exists no more.
What once was a vibrant light,
Has ceased now in this realm;
All for the growth and love,
Of all those you were around.
Tonight I see it all so clearly,
And now I carry your message;
Peace be brought unto you,
Blessed be your soul's passage.
Copyright Beth Layne 2009
2 comments:
Oh Beth, this is beautiful =)
Thank you Beth for such a wonderful insight. Poetry and writing stories has always served me well as an outlet also. Great work.
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