Life After Death

I am living proof of life after death.
Weakened and not yet at full power,
My heart beats in a quieter rhythm
than when you were alive.
I have been making the necessary repairs.
Hammering out the dents.
Checking for a spark.
Watching the gauges.
Listening for a hum or a ping.
Polishing the fenders.
Perfuming the interior.
I would rev up the engine, but I
wait 'til someone turns me on.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Christian Avatar
May 29, 2009 at 5:45 AM
a great sweet poem, it iss ad when we loose a loved one, there is life after death, my sister got married and her husband died just 5 months later it was devastating but now she has found someone , a beautiful write my friend God bless you from diane
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May 28, 2009 at 10:16 PM
@.@ awsome awsome aswome!!! suddenly I think of living beings as toy beavers that need some sort of hand to give them a second chance to deliver a nice show; thanks for sharing!!!=) and for the experience=)
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