Wednesday, April 29, 2015

That Picture-show We'll Never See...

 PAD Challenge day 29: For today’s prompt, write a what nobody knows poem.

(the family, taken at our Easter Dinner)

When the mournful numbers gather
To witness our last repose
When they lay upon Forever
One fair and fond farewell rose
What they say, what they’ll remember
After we depart, death-cold
We will never know, but now we
Shape the memories they’ll hold

Now the warmth of love and laughter
Waits, full-willing in each pulse
Now, before the ever-after
Seals what they’ll recall of us
Now, for who knows what tomorrow
Veils upon its shrouded seas?
Now, an invisible vessel
Designed to hold memories

…then, when loved ones sadly gather
To remember kinder days
We will never see the pictures
Etched upon their tender gaze
Thus, before that solemn bower
Claims what we will never know
We should strive to fill each hour
With a lovely picture-show

© Janet Martin

1 comment:

Thank you for your visit to this porch. I'd love to hear if or how this post/poem touched you!