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Search Not, for I am Not there

My mother's words of peace.

By Bruce Curle `Published 5 months ago 1 min read
Photo taken early 1960s, source unknown.

Do Not search for my Grave.

For I belong to a wave.

Do Not shed a tear.

For I no longer have any fear.

Photo by Warren Curle Sunshine Coast 2021

I move through the sea.

And I shall never be.

I move to my home.

And I am finally not alone.

I am free of earthly pain.

Remember me with laughter!

I am a cute refrain.

Remember me for my laughter.

My body is gone.

No need to shed a tear?

My body is withdrawn.

No need to worry my dear.

Photo by Warren Curle 2021

It moves on to Heavenly gates.

As it finds it’s way home

It moves on into new states.

As it free to roam.

Sunshine Coast 2022 photo by Warren Curle

No fear or doubt.

I am free, be at peace.

No fear throughout.

I am finally at PEACE!

Author's Note

Covid Robbed us all, and my mother died during Covid. These words came to me one night not long ago. I am forever in debt to my immediate family and Uncle Peter, who helped her find her way home.

Thank you for reading.

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About the Creator

Bruce Curle `

A Fifty something male that enjoys writing short stories, scripts and poetry. I have had many different types of work over my lifetime and consider myself fairly open minded and able to speak on many topics.

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