Hold Me Again In Your Hands
Quietly Waiting
One day I'll be decomposing 6 feet under ground
with wildflowers growing, spread over my grave
Hoping that you will make your way around
to pick me and hold me again
Silently waiting in this burial gown
lost to the darkness, still I carry a flame
Hoping my spirit will one day be found
as you pass by gently calling my name
See, I have become a part of the flower
its beauty seeps deep, down through the stem
Releasing an unending power
a love even death cannot condemn
Please don't wander too far from my side, love
it's your presence that keeps hope alive
Till we soar together on the wings of a dove
and rest forever, you and I, side by side
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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For whomever this concerns, let it be so, my friend. Let it be so.
THIS A BEAUTIFUL POETIC LOVE STORY!
Beautiful. The love of two people in life and death.
As a hopeless (but also hopeful) romantic, I found this stirring and satisfying!