You are the highlight of my day...watching you was like time had frozen for me and you.
The heartwarming smile that touched your eyes never wavered...not once
And yet from the skies above, from the gates of heaven, I can feel your spirit, smiling and reassuring me that you will always be watching over me...as you always have.
You will never be forgotten, for your words of wisdom have given me hope and comfort during my darkest days.
The last time I heard your voice, you put me at ease and encouraged me that I could do anything, be anything, and that out of everyone around me...you were the one who was most proud.
You are who I am doing this for
For I carry you with me in my heart, running through my veins.
Ophelia, you are a part of me as I am to you.
A beautiful soul, humble and humorous.
My heart cannot bear this pain, but you are with the good Lord.
Not only were you the best of the best but my confidant and lastly my best friend.
If only I could hug you one last time
You will be remembered as a daisy, soft, delicate, the sunlight as everyone praises your earthly presence.
Today we celebrate and rejoice in your homecoming.
About the Creator
Nazthekid
I’m just here expressing my thoughts and writing some dope ass poems!
RESILIENCE
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Inshallah
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