Parents


The Loss of our parents, it never quite heals,

The pain turns dormant as the light gently dims,

But a sound, a song, a sight, a smell can bring the loss rushing back in.

Memories snuggle up close, hold us in the early dawn,

Reaches out to reassure us that those gone are truly not forgotten.

Memories are our guides back to ourselves.

Our pain a reminder that we are all loving beings.

The loss of our Parents is such a powerful experience it should cause earthquakes.

But the aftershocks come only in our hearts and heads.

Move forward, but have no fear or shame to shed a tear.

Our Parents are forever here.

Brenda Cowan

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About leeskid (Brenda Cowan)

Breathing, writing, listening
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