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the heaven is crying.. (nat)
I just got home from the burial. I still can't believe that my aunt is not here anymore. But as she always used to say: 'Life goes on' and I have to be strong. She never want me to be sad about her and I'll show her, that I'm strong..yes, I will! Even it's not easy, but I guess, everybody knows that life isn't that easy.
It was a nice burial. Like my aunt wanted it to be like. Her family and her friends were there and even the heaven was crying..
I'm glad it's over now. It was really hectic to organize a burial and I hope it will be my last one for now..
That was my poem:
She is Gone
You can shed tears that she is gone,
Or you can smile because she lived,
You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back,
Or you can open your eyes and see all that she has left.
Your heart can be empty because you can't see her
Or you can be full of the love that you shared,
You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,
Or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.
You can remember her and only that she is gone
Or you can cherish her memory and let it live on,
You can cry and close your mind be empty and turn your back,
Or you can do what she would want: smile, open your eyes, love and go on..
~nat
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