CLOSE TO OUR HEART

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    CLOSE TO OUR HEART

    Close to Our Heart

    By

    Teresa Taylor

     

    Even though we yearn for your warm touch and your gracious smile; you had to leave us just for a little while; you earned your wings and flew away feeling free; Close to our heart you will always be; Before you left  we could read the expressions of peace on your face; saying” I suffer no more I am in a better place; No matter how far away you may be; close to our heart you will always be; the love you left behind gives us strength to endure the pain; although the wounds are still fresh; the scent of hope still remain; The tears that we shed and the times we weep is an expression of grief that lies so deep; We traveled down many roads where our only destination was sorrow; but then god showed a sign that there was hope for tomorrow; Only time can heal; Only time can help us to see; Close to our heart you will always be; as seasons change and years go by we still ask the question: WHY?

    Although there is no answer; not even a simple clue; our hearts speak three words and that is “We Love you”.  Love is not a memory it is a treasure it lives in the heart for which no one could measure; every thought of you will always remain; every tear drop that fall will represent joy and not pain; Although you left us your memory still lives on and on; we honor you; your spirit is never gone; like an eagle sailing away in the wind; you turned around and said “This is not the end”.  As we walk down this journey you earned your wings and flew away feeling free; close to our heart you will always be;

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    lonewolf commented on CLOSE TO OUR HEART

    06-02-2009

    what a great tribute to this person. i loved this poem. it actually could be a song. very well done.

    taylo440

    06/02/2009

    thank you for the feedback i actually wrote this poem for people who loss loved ones

    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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