Gopher
June 10th, 2013, 04:59 PM
I wrote this for a friend who recently suffered a loss in the family a long time ago, i hope people enjoy it.
The tale of a life
Is a path never straight
Wandering branches
Always in the way
Congealed emotions
Are the colours portrayed
The trees grow ever higher
With the successes of life made
Tragic, it is
That the reward is so glum
To sleep forever onward
On a bed of cold mud
Though the hard work
Is not forgotten
The trees stand tall
Swaying in the breeze
Leaves telling all
That a man has worked hard
And never gave up
His memory lives forever
In the hearts
Of all he touched
Though others tales are touched
In a multitude of separate ways
Some will accept, while others will not
That a man has now passed
His fire is all done
Regrets are the weeds
That cluster in these tales
Unwanted but always clutching
To the life they suck away
Throw away these weeds
They are not beautiful flowers
They hold you back
And taint your pure heart
The tale of a life
Is one full of sorrow
Of hard work and sacrifice
But rewarding none the less
When the tale ends
Do not despair
The life is now at rest
Forever in the air
Rejoice that the journey
Is completed and done
Now a new one begins
I wander what this one has to come?
The tale of a life
Is a path never straight
Wandering branches
Always in the way
Congealed emotions
Are the colours portrayed
The trees grow ever higher
With the successes of life made
Tragic, it is
That the reward is so glum
To sleep forever onward
On a bed of cold mud
Though the hard work
Is not forgotten
The trees stand tall
Swaying in the breeze
Leaves telling all
That a man has worked hard
And never gave up
His memory lives forever
In the hearts
Of all he touched
Though others tales are touched
In a multitude of separate ways
Some will accept, while others will not
That a man has now passed
His fire is all done
Regrets are the weeds
That cluster in these tales
Unwanted but always clutching
To the life they suck away
Throw away these weeds
They are not beautiful flowers
They hold you back
And taint your pure heart
The tale of a life
Is one full of sorrow
Of hard work and sacrifice
But rewarding none the less
When the tale ends
Do not despair
The life is now at rest
Forever in the air
Rejoice that the journey
Is completed and done
Now a new one begins
I wander what this one has to come?