Rest in Peace

Some things require closure. This poem marks possibly the last time i write about death.

Rest in Peace

I prick up my senses and smell a blooming periwinkle,

Each delicate nectar whiff taking me closer.

Closer to the memory of you.

I see you in the innocence of a child,

I feel you in the comfort of my dreams.

And in each pocketful of sunshine in my life,

A little part of you will forever remain.

You are there- beyond the rays of a sunny rainbow,

You are the pot of gold.

You are there- the silver lining of a gloomy day,

Optimism, you would always say.

Some say death is a tragic loss,

Full of regret and sorrow.

But you taught me that life's like that,

For it will continue tomorrow.

Maybe it was your purpose on earth,

And you had fulfilled it well.

When the angel of death came knocking on your door.

Your legacy, left behind forever more.
Rest in peace.