I am not GoneA Poem by ConnieI wrote this poem after being inspired by a scene in a movie. In the scene the grown children were spreading the ashes of their mother.I once feared the fiery flames, Now I see the beauty in its release. To become one with the earth, Will bring me a final peace;
To be carried on the winds, As light as butterflies; To be a part of every sunset, And of every new sunrise;
In a ghostly cloud of fragments, Of me now is what remains, To be enveloped in each nights darkness, Or washed away with summer rains;.
What is dead now gives life again, I am the new flowers that bloom. I am on the warm spring wind, That you'll smell their sweet perfume;
I'm a cloud floating high above, On a clear blue sunny day, I'm in the sunshine that warms your shoulders, Like a hug to fill your day.
I'm in the soil under your feet, Or a bird flying above, Just remember the life you gave me, When you filled it with your love;
It's in this beauty that I am free, And I'm one with you forever, Remember I am not gone, Again one day we'll be together.
© 2019 ConnieAuthor's Note
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8 Reviews Added on September 9, 2015 Last Updated on January 10, 2019 Tags: death, cremation, nature, love, remembrance AuthorConnieCutchogue, NYAboutHi everyone! I can't believe its been 3 years since I was last here. So much has happened. I've been writing since an early teen. I've published 3 volumes of poetry with a 4th in the works. more..Writing
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