It doesn't get easier
to look at your picture,
but I keep it on my wall -
a trinket to remind me of you.
In the beginning,
I thought that if I could
hold on to every one of your belongings,
maybe I could bring you back.
It seems there's always
something missing;
one final puzzle piece
I might never find.
I've been told that life
on Earth is short
and that it should be treasured,
but I can't say
the proverb is one I've come to know
thus far.
I'll meet with you again
and I wait to see the paradise
of which we all so faithfully dream.
I'm just not quite ready to go yet -
not without making you proud.
Please forgive me if I
cease my search
for that final puzzle piece.
I think it would just be
selfish to find it
and take you
from the stars.
Amanda Lukas
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/8-discontinuing-my-search-for-the-final-puzzle-piece/
