The Visage of Death (#589)

It’s never easy to see death firsthand,
It rattles every single emotional strand,
The passing of a loved one is hard to take,
It’s like a carving knife to a thick steak,
The world will never be quite the same,
All because of a single extinguished flame,
Even with memories their warmth is missed,
Yet who they were to us still will persist,
They may be gone but never truly dead,
We’re all connected by an ethereal thread,
While the rest of us continue our quest,
May they find peace, happiness and rest,

Any Thoughts?

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