Sometimes I wonder
Why you chose to leave
And then I quietly
Whisper
You might not have wanted to go
But God chose to take you home.
I have to be okay with that,
Even if it's difficult
To understand.
You had bright eyes
Courage and strength
Stronger than me.
It hurts that you're no longer
Here to share
That love you had
That lovely compassion
With the world.
But I believe
Firmly, truly
That right now, in bright light
Surrounded by the glow
And flutter of white wings,
You share that lovely compassion
With heaven.
(Dedicated to my Aunt.)
Nice tribute. I like your thought about sharing her compassion with heaven. "Surrounded by the glow and flutter of white wings". Good.
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