Rise Up From The Ashes
Scattered Ashes
Rise up from the ashes you hold now.
You and I know they are not only for show.
Nor is it the time for you right now
To let go.
This is the love of your life you hold so
Tight.
Close to your heart
Especially at night.
This cannot ever make our pain
Go away
Its not that easy
It just isn't right
To lose life, left to
Hold a Urn in our hand
There is more than life left behind
On our land.
We hold onto all
We have got
This is why our
Loved one shall never
Be forgot.
You gave
All your heart
Could hold
More than a Urn
made from gold.
Your life lays between the layers
Of ash
Sprinkled with much happy thoughts and memories
shall never cast.
These beautiful Urns of ashes are more than what we see.
They are beautiful ways of joining ourselves
Souls together to be free.
Free from Grief of pain and sorrow
Free from the moments of never seeing them tomorrow.
You are in this Urn of life now held
Within my heart and back at our home.
Come to be by me
Whenever you want
Our souls to feel free.
Annie
©
The Poets Tree

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