Entwined
I can't promise to understand
the ways of the mind
and the ways we're entwined
with the people we love
There's a vine, so divine
It is there, if we want it~
It extends far beyond what we've known
There are people who claim
they can talk to the dead
Who have climbed through the haze
to find them~
There are people we've loved
who are no longer here
but they still warm our hearts, from above
They carry our burdens, and lighten our loads
They soften our sorrows, and straighten our roads
There are people we've loved
who are no longer here
who will help us see brighter
tomorrows~
Some things are entwined,
but they can't be explained,
yet proven times over, again
We are woven in life
by the strongest of vines
It is made out of love that has grown
It can climb to the stars
where our loved ones have gone~
Not a thing that you say
can deny it away
You may scoff, and not hear what I say
But a vine made of love
from my heart to the stars
is the one that I'll climb…..when I go~
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2//13/16 Contest: "Entwined"
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