an overcast sky above, in a solemn peaceful serenity communing with beautiful nature chirping birds on the branches smell of fresh flowers lingering.
people sobbing for your loss reminiscing sweet echoes from the past seeing your face in every corner of my mind yearning to embrace you once again but your time has come to an end.
after bawling like a child in front of you let go of this white balloon high above where I can see you waiting for it to be free this heart is aching, no use pretending was left broken when you left this world.
you will always be remembered from the day you took my hand when I was a child 'til I also have to pass the way you did in this heart you are more than just a memory your gentle caress wouldn't fade away easily.
Elizabeth E. Castillo Copyright 2011
** dedicated to my late Granny
Elizabeth E. Castill
About Me
A kindred spirit, observant of all the things that surround me. An ESL teacher, feature writer/journalist/poet/short story writer/blogger. A born-artist.