Written October 6, 2026 For The Contest, “What We Leave Behind” Theme: “a life leaving traces after death” Sponsor: Sotto Poet
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“A life leaving traces after death . . . a blessing we extol with every breath.” __by Poet So many years ago my parents passed, each leaving well before considered old. And so, for them, my sorrow yearned at last to know that they live on, as scriptures hold. At their two graves, I stood and wept goodbyes and then each night prayed long for God to say that they were safe with Him in Heaven's skies; please have them show me in their special way. My prayers were answered by a dream she sent. Dear Mom, with twinkling eyes, threw me a kiss. Then, forming hugs with arms embraced, she went among the clouds, assuring me her bliss. Years later, when my Dad had passed away, a rose upon his coffin ended strife; by chance, within a book was placed to lay upon some words that proved Eternal Life. Two loved ones leaving traces after death! This filled my heart with comfort through the years. And now, I hold the truths displayed in depth; so thankful that these answers dried my tears.
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