It’s difficult the right words,
Telling you, through eyes blurred.
Expressing how much you are loved,
Though, your end has come, beloved.
Never forgotten, you were my inspiration,
Who I aspired to be like, as life caused fascination,
As I came upon new ideas, people, and friendships.
Learned to adore life; however, life came I worship,
Thank God each and every day I’m alive and well.
Yet, I do despair, I won’t lie; they’re are days life’s hell.
But I grow and as I experience pain and frustration,
Hoping in my mind this gives me more trust,
That my relation to people everywhere can be aided,
Because I have a new understanding from my times shaded.
Everyone knows life is more perspiration,
Hardwork and enterprise, even when we’re experiencing inspiration.
I’m not afraid of working hard,
Though my body give out and shatter in shards,
Glass-like, crystalline, fragile I’ve become,
But there is strength and pride in the broken,
Living life, it’s all I can do, without you —
Do you comprehend, I must go on my own, I do —
Realize you’re hurting, but I cannot take your pain,
It makes you wiser and doesn’t end with me insane.
By now you see, what’s not meant, cannot be.
Go my friend and be free.
Love anew and find a purpose,
Something with money, you cannot purchase.
Imagination is spinning me, into new worlds.
New fascinations with words and dreams swirl.
Moving in life the best we can,
We can dream, and we can plan,
Life is always a surprise in the end,
Saying goodbye, my goodwill send.
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