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All is well.

Poetry By: Gemathy

this poem is about the loved one that passed.I am not the crater of this poem this poem was dedicating in the passing of a very dear friend.

Submitted:Apr 28, 2010    Reads: 233    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   

Death is nothing at all,

I have only slipped away into the next room.

Whatever we were to eachother, we still are.

Please, call me by my old familiar name.

Speak of me in the same easy way you always did.

Put no diffrence in your tone,

Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.

Laugh, as we always laughed,

At the little jokes we enjoyed together.

Play, smile and pray for me.

Let my name be the household name it always was,

Spoken without the shadow of a ghost in it.

Life means all it ever meant.

It is the same as it ever was.

Death is interval,

So why should i be out of mind because i am out of sight?

Iam but waiting for you,- for an interval, very near.

All is well. Nothing is past or lost.

One brief moment and all will be as it was before,

Only better and happier.

Together forvever.

x x x x x x x x

Author: I am not thee Author of this poem. This poem was dedicated to a very dear friend of mine.


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