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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required “Grief is like the ocean. The waves ebb and flow. Sometimes the water is calm. Other times it's turbulent. In order to survive, I had to learn to swim. In moments when I struggled with massive waves of grief, I rode it out.” Dana Arcuri When the pearl moon is sinking and the sea dreams in silence, when the skies reflect the sunrise within sighs, I close my eyes and unlock my grieving heart. There, your sincere smile glows like a string of golden pearls, and your song, an echoing melody, while jasmine rain croons into the mourning mists. And I whisper to the stars: show me what it's like in heaven, where angels and fairies sway to your vanilla laughter, for I am still healing from the shadows of your demise. I remember, I was a teenage tempest dressed in crusts of raven, but you saw unicorns and butterflies soaring above whirling waves of angst. and wove my darkness with acrylic glitter. You were the antidote to my bleeding ink. you were the sakura spring among my tattered twigs, you watched me laugh into the gothic duskiness. Somehow seeking fireflies within my summer maze, did illuminate your weathered time, like rainbow roses, engrossed in emerald empathy. You always knew the right phrase to rhyme, subtle syllables to write every wrong. You were my comfort on lonely days. The uncle, I cherish, so young and charismatic… Orchids in your orchard still sprout~ flaunting their colors in your mauve memory, and your seraphic aura lingers as the magnetic essence of eternal warmth. Now I am draped in mementos and euphonious wind-chimes, emanating the fragrance of evergreen grass and soulful sunflowers. Someday, I will find my way to your empyrean home, where you reside in poetry and affection…
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