My family was my treasure,
yes, they were beyond measure.
They are gone like yesterday
and can never return.
Oh, what memories to fill
my heart and soul album,
my emptiness weighs a ton.
People put flowers on graves
then depart and forget.
I prefer flowers in my heart
where they’re set in cement.
My life has run amuck
like a limping duck,
stuck on the ground
I cannot fly to be
Bound for heaven’s glory,
I’m a sad sorry story.
(Where your
treasure is
there will
your heart be also.
—Sermon on
the Mount)
Gerald Heyder is a published poet from Milwaukee,
Wisconsin.
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ReplyDeleteDear Gerald,
ReplyDeleteI level with your story here. Your word descriptions unique.
We all have such feeling at loss of a family member or friend.
Positive thinking with a knowledge of their love will bring
a better end. And I add, our life continues forever.
Yancy