An Open Letter

Where Midnight Runs
By Joy M. Mills

 

Beyond the stars – Where Midnight Runs…

Our life here done

Sunshine begins!

How can we grieve?

Why is it so?

We are human

Everyone must go…

 

The sad part is

No one really knows.

Some of us young

With so much life and potential it seems.

If only we all could spend

Our time here and give

The love

The hope

Encourage each other

Because our time is short

From the first breath we take

Until the last one is done.

We will go beyond – Where Midnight Runs…

 

This isn’t negative

It isn’t really death

It’s life renewing

In a different form.

The rest of us weep

When our loved ones are gone.

The pain

The tears

We all feel and shed.

We take it so for granted

Life I mean

We don’t stop to think about dead.

An awful word

It doesn’t make sense

To those left behind.

We can’t jump the fence.

They are not faraway

They are forever near

Our angels

Our help

Is what they have become

Beyond the sky – Where Midnight Runs….

 

They are at peace and so must we be.

Their bodies are gone

Their spirits set free.

“Remember the promise”

Again we will see them

Hold them close

So grieve not my friends.

Easily said

Your loved one

Has risen

Their soul is alive

No such word as gone

Beyond the sky – Where Midnight Runs…

 

So laughter through tears

When your heart aches so bad

Remember their smiles and try not to be sad.

They have gone beyond

The Stars

To a better place

No more heartache

No more pain

Where Midnight Runs…

 

Copyright © Joy M. Mills 2013

 

*This article is not intended to provide and does not constitute medical, legal or other professional advice. This article was written to support, not replace medical or psychiatric treatment. Please seek professional care if you feel you have a condition.

 

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