Grief Poems

Heaven
By Carol Patterson Shott

A silver thread that keeps me near
To those I love and hold so dear,
Will someday slip, and I'll swim free.
A soul afloat in a bounteous sea.

I'll also soar in maddening glee,
To places unseen by you and me.
Through darkest night and brightest day,
I'll fly to a far and magical bay.

In ethereal havens of love and peace,
My God-given life will never cease.
The passing of time will be obsolete ...
Traveling the auras, no great feat.

Don't you grieve, notice the sound
Of my songs to you with love abound.
I'll never leave you, don't you see?
I'll live with you, eternally!

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