Remember Me

By Gavin Jones

Poem - Remember me


💔 Have you ever felt the weight of loss and the hope of reunion? This poem speaks to the heart, reminding us that love and memories never fade. If these words touched you, share them with someone who might need comfort today. 💫

✨ Read. Reflect. Remember. Share this poem and let it be a light for those who need it. ✨


Remember me

The sun will never rise on my face again. A new day shall not awaken me. The sounds of nature will be heard no more, for tomorrow I'll be gone.

The folks I've loved and dreamed about will rise to my ashes, and jar shall hold all of me. I will go where the wind goes, and I will sing what the birds sing. I will wait, wait for the day when life reincarnates and once again, I'll become. 

Let not the empty echoes of my body frighten you; let not the teardrops of my past pain bring you sorrow. I've lived without you knowing me; I've cried tears of bitterness without you hearing me. My prayerful devotion has led me to monasteries and sanctuaries. I've died many times in front of your eyes, and I've lived within your dreams.

Wipe away those bitter tears and pick up the pieces of your broken heart. While my soul rests for another joy, talk, and laugh about the memories of old. Remember the dreams I've shared with you, remember the joys we had, remember my pain and what I've overcome, and remember me in the light of your beautiful world. Remember me in the darkest times, remember me when the shadows come, remember my tears, those loving and lonely, remember all that I am when I'm away in my new home. 

The sun will never rise on my face again. A new day shall not awaken me. The sounds of nature will be heard no more, for tomorrow I'll be gone, but I will wait, wait for the day when life reincarnates and once again I'll become. 




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