The Letting Go Poem by Peya Jakob

The Letting Go



First nothing remains
As forgeting begins.
Then the memory,
Brings them back,
Scent, voice, warmth,
Color of eyes,
They are everywhere.
Bright as fireflies,
Against dark skies.
Heart and soul,
Compose a prayer,
And remain there.
In a place,
You left forever,
When they left.
You become them,
When they died,
And your soul,
It dies too.

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