
The world is new, as am I
The smells and sights
I am loved and love
I cry and can bleed
My mind is full of optimism
My heart it knows no bounds
To breath is an honour
To be human is limitless
So many dreams to be fulfilled
So much time on my hands
This is not how it should be
This can’t be the end
You all morn your loss
You bring flowers
How time eases the tears
How life moves on
No longer am I remembered
No caring for my resting place
A bird may perch
A dog cocks his leg
Where family once stood weeds now grow
Where the sun once shone trees now stand
Sometimes the wind gently speaks
Sometimes a passer-by will stop and gaze
When the years have passed
When my grave crumbles away
This will be my no more
This life long forgotten
About the Creator
Tamsin smith
What do i say to make you want to read anything from me? my life is pretty mundane if I'm totally honest, I am at level 43, I have a crazy imagination and enjoy writing.



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