Freedom of Death
So many I see bowed in pain,
The loss of the loved one
seems to overwhelm,
the pain is indescribable
no matter how many you may lose
every loss is different,
depending on how you treasured them
but then I came to realize that while I was in mourning
My dead loved one was free
free from pain and suffering
and I thought I would let them be
now while I still mourn the loss
I feel the joy to celebrate instead
what they meant to me
for at least they are at peace,
Finally they are free.
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