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Those We Love

Those we love don’t go away. They walk beside us every day. I don’t see this as consolation, for I’d rather they enter the pearly gate. Nevertheless, do they follow us, the sorrowing cheek, somehow caress? Some picture my mom and twin with manhattans, a cheer of cherry juice. At first, my nose held floral scents, a couple whisps in dream accents. I’d wake up speedily, as Grandma was surely at the head of my bed. I believe, when they go, they’re near. They leave us with comfort, not fear. Still they must click their heels on fine streets of gold and meet God. So, I’m not sold on my dear one, being near, but rather having fun. Can you imagine all the beautiful places and soul after soul to celebrate with? Yes, I believe they stay long enough to say goodbye, to dry our tears, to few. I long to walk beside them every day, On the brighter side, they won’t go away.

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John Loving Iii

Date: 7/20/2025 2:52:00 PM

Very meaningful to me .

Valsa George

Date: 7/20/2025 4:34:00 AM

Those who we love won't desert us even in death. It is a consoling thought. They always walk beside us. I too get glimpses of my father and mother. In my dream, once I saw my father sitting with Michelangelo in Heaven. My father was an artist cum teacher. He was a fan of the great painter. The dream was so vivid. A touching poem, Kim.

Rowena Velasco

Date: 7/19/2025 7:59:00 PM

This is a touching and heartfelt reflection on grief, presence, and the mystery of what lies beyond. The gentle rhymes and honest musings invite both comfort and contemplation. I especially loved the line “Can you imagine all the beautiful places / and soul after soul to celebrate with?” — what a tender image of reunion and joy. A lovely balance of longing and hope.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/19/2025 8:34:00 PM

I appreciate your encouragement. God bless you, Rowena!

Sara Baker

Date: 7/19/2025 4:35:00 PM

a thought-provoking poem. I agree, I think those who are no longer here, are near. Call me crazy, but I sense many of my departed loved ones with me after surgery and during recovery...don't know how to explain it, but it was real.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/19/2025 6:23:00 PM

That is likely true. After Mom died, I was waiting to get an xray, was in a narrow hallway and saw a strange flicker of light on the wall. They are out of time and probably come near at such times. I hadn’t dreamt of my mom for a while and before a big vacation with my kids and grands, I saw her in the midst of a small crowd. Of course I woke up! Yes!

I Am Anaya

Date: 7/19/2025 3:55:00 PM

Oh I love Paige's imagination it is cute, I know people are just using their imagination to escape the reality life has given them, not all good stuff. I know you'll be there on the other side with Grand-mère God is your witness, Kimmy~

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/19/2025 6:24:00 PM

Thanks, sweet poet!

Paige Hind

Date: 7/19/2025 2:21:00 PM

"Still they must click their heels on fine streets of gold and meet God" WOW. What a way to look at everything, so beautiful, so touching

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/19/2025 2:23:00 PM

Thank you, Paige! I don’t go along with imaginary happenings but would rather muse about what is actually happening, excited for those on the other side without tears.

Anthony Biaanco

Date: 7/19/2025 1:43:00 PM

Hi Kim. Alot of interesting thoughts to ponder. I like to think that they're close like in a room next door. We are allowed glimpses or strong feelings when they're present. If only they could visit us every so often, this would bring much comfort and hope. Thank you for this piece. God bless, Anthony

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 7/19/2025 2:24:00 PM

Thank you, Anthony! I don’t want them to be my captive but rather I like to be captivated by what they see…glory after glory! Hugs.