Just 'no', Thought Poem by Alece Woosley

I don't think that it is,
our dear ones that we hold,
on to the most, like,
our parents, friends, brothers,
and sisters, all our family, but,
that we hold our greatest
of dear things.
The one actual thing
that is always with us,
our memories, potential future,
things like hopes and dreams.
figures of inspiration and thoughts of refuge.
It is these things,
those thoughts that make us,
who we are and bring us back
from what ever we face.
But what if we lost all thought
all the whereabouts and what is.
To take it all away
would we be like children
waking up and having no memory of the last,
then relying on anyone
to point you in the right way.
Or will we be like fools
that stand about looking at a rainy sky with mouths open.
And perhaps we may be hopeful
for knowing nothing, and judging no one.
In spite of all the thought my head can and has put in thins,
we seem as if we are only,
fools like turkeys in the rain.
I believe I have proven a point.
it is sad that our dear one will pass
and be a devastation.
and be something to keep close to our hearts,
but it isn't as true as knowing everything now
and be gone tomorrow
it is what we hold on to the most.