If my heart were a garden
my lovers would be flowers
my family you be grass
but you
my sweet little angle
you would be a weeping willow tree
planted sturdy, roots deep and secure
you wear your vines like pearls
the wind playfully invited you to a romantic dance
open those eyes dear
notice the signs
the connections, read in-between the lines
theres a message hidden in every moment
the pretty sights, sounds of nature
singing to you from Gods lips
pleasing the ear
flowing out your finger tips.
He is here with you
he is alive through you
on the page
in your mind
imagining him in heaven
breathing with ease in his eyes
Death is a safe place
escape from suffering in this world
let all your worries go
and just float
and breath
and enjoy the fact that you lived at all.
Thats all we can do really.
Is be happy for what we had.
Laughter.
Love.
Loss.
Feeling it all.
Happy to have felt at all.
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