Second Thoughts About Cremation

I wish there was a physical place to visit.
A place I know I could always find you
to let you know how we are doing.
And maybe to keep you from being lonely
down there among the departed.

Though in this place I’d be climbing
a precarious cliff, trying to get up and over the top
to the other side of without and disquiet.
Once there, I know you’d ask me to stay.

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Region, Country: San Francisco Bay Area - USA, USA

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Second Thoughts About Cremation

Hello, Michael,
"...the other side of without." Such a fulfilling and pleasing thought. Your final line hints that this is written to a generous, loving soul. Beautiful poetry, as usual.
Thanks you!
L

Thanks, as always, L! Glad

Thanks, as always, L! Glad you liked this one.

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