LOVED ONES GONE

In the wake of those memories of cheers
And the cares of our loved ones gone
As they flashes through from within and floats on
Drawing our attention to their days under the sun
It burns with love and flows with tears

The feelings are pleasant and sour mixed
Gone to share in a better glory
Bitter here for those telling their story
Wondrous but wandering in history
Told with experiences hard to be fixed

'Tis a path hard to comprehend
None to explain it away with ease
As we suffocates under its weighty unease
Those there feel its chilling touchy breeze
Caressing their minds with soothing blend

(c) Munemune Ebitimi Arthur-
310120

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