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For whom this world has decided that they should leave before

Their time?

Those who’s spirits are broken in the knowledge there Is no way home.

What happens to the spark and glint of fire as the windows to the soul

Can only look down.

What happens when life is squeezed until will has no longer the strength to fight and there is no more reason to live.

Then we look back.

Back to pictures of different times, to recognition of the person in their fullness, their vitality to memories of smiles and

laughter, of mischief and feistiness.

Anguish and sorrow in bowls of regret are stirred in memories and tears of recognition of human failure to guide in

peace the souls that are readying to journey home.

And we are left to gaze at the stars that twinkled as brightly as the eyes that we looked on in privilege, and we are left

with the warmth of a life that we were allowed to share, and look and look we do, and complete ourselves in their memory.
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And We are Left to Gaze
Date: Wednesday, 2nd October 2013 @ 04:17:02 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: northernlights
What happens to those

For whom this world has decided that they should leave before

Their time?

Those who’s spirits are broken in the knowledge there Is no way home.

What happens to the spark and glint of fire as the windows to the soul

Can only look down.

What happens when life is squeezed until will has no longer the strength to fight and there is no more reason to live.

Then we look back.

Back to pictures of different times, to recognition of the person in their fullness, their vitality to memories of smiles and

laughter, of mischief and feistiness.

Anguish and sorrow in bowls of regret are stirred in memories and tears of recognition of human failure to guide in

peace the souls that are readying to journey home.

And we are left to gaze at the stars that twinkled as brightly as the eyes that we looked on in privilege, and we are left

with the warmth of a life that we were allowed to share, and look and look we do, and complete ourselves in their memory.


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