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An old friend



Should you one day open your eyes

Only to find that death has

introduced themselves to someone

That you love

In the garden your fathers favourite flower

Will blow in the breeze

As if to say what is lost is not gone

It still exists, just in different ways.

You will find the love you have lost

In the world around you.

In mourning your world feels motionless

As if the whole planet has come to a stop

But behind the doors of your grief

Is a world full of life

So invite death round for tea.

Make him welcome in your home.

And plant a flower just for him.

Speak of them often

Speak of loss love and life

Treat death not as a stranger

Only to be addressed when in the room

So that when death comes to visit

And the walls of your life have closed in around you

You may open the door to a world of life

Planted with care

Watered with tears

And welcome death as an old friend

Who takes too much and gives nothing back

Coming to reconnect after time apart.

In The reminders

Of a life that is missing from yours

As you greet death you will find that their love

Ripples through you

Through the plants

Through the breeze

And in everything that you do.

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