(February/'47 / Connecticut, USA)

Carpets Of Sorrow

As difficult as it is.
We must never leave our tears,
On carpets of sorrow.
For those who have left behind,
Good deeds to remember.

And although it is difficult,
To celebrate those we love...
From us to have passed away.
There will come a time,
When that time comes to reminisce...
People we loved to physically miss.
Have left us so much.
Their presence is kept to never forget.
Who they were.
And how they remain committed,
To live to be themselves.
With purpose and passion.
And not a tear to drop.
Or a complaint to hear.
Because their way to have it,
On those days they could not get.

by Lawrence S. Pertillar

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