I’M WEARING A WREATH OF LAUREL

I’M WEARING A WREATH OF LAUREL

His sentiments still echo,
And like pearls so valuable I treasure the memories we had
His pictures on the wall stare at me like souvenir
He was bedridden ,and every night I laid beside his pale body
The most painful reality was that his precious life was merely a count of my age
The most painful pill to swallow was that he was leaving me with nothing but memories of the momentous moments we had together

I will always remember his burning desire to build me a castle
I will always remember him being plucky and bustling about
I will always remember watching him broach every subject in a clever way
I will always remember his beaming smile when he made life a bed of Roses
But, in a linguistic switch he made his last halo
He was unassailable but to him,
Life seemed like an inflatable sled that can be deflated

Tears became a bulwark to pilgrimage alone
You were promoted to glory furtively
An impoverished vessel you left behind
I’m in your consecrated mausoleum
Tightly holding a carnation hoping that you will Return If Possible
Indeed! when the grasses run dry the soil shivers to breakage
You once existed in the land of the living
But not anymore, do find your way to eternity

My hands reach out to the open skies
I’ll build my own road that will take me back to solace and I’ll leave tracks for healing to trace me
I’ll stand to be the fire of the breathing dragon
My stronghold is what we both once admired ;Happiness
I’m lucky I made out of the cave of depression , denial and Pain
I won angel
I’m as strong as an ocean and free as the wind
I’m wearing a wreath of laurel .

@Luvate Stella