Poem: "Remembrance"

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Remembrance

By: Eve Estelle

The dead feel no sadness,

The dead feel no pain;

They've at last escaped this madness,

And no longer strive in vain.

Remember those you've lost,

Be thankful for the memories;

Speak of them with kindness,

Forgive them of their treacheries.

Touches are a thing of the past,

As their physical forms are finished and gone;

It's a sad thing that we wish wouldn't last,

But remember that their spirit lives on.

For each star in the sky, think of a smile;

A mind of intellect, happiness divine.

For each twinkling eye, think of a heart;

A burning fire, a golden shine.

Remember those you've lost,

Be thankful for the memories;

Speak of them with truth,

Of times good and bad, old and in youth.

None of us are perfect,

Our choices are our own;

Good and bad, they make us,

Don't filter what is shown.

The sun sets upon these eyes,

But rises for another;

You'll always have the memories,

And you'll always have each other.