Our loved ones never die.
Their spirit transforms into
Birds chirping in the early morning,
A gentle breeze caressing your cheeks,
The serene warmth of the midday sun.
Our loved ones are all around us.
They're in the old song on the radio,
In the scent of their favorite flowers in bloom,
In the worn-out photos on your walls
Or a birthday gift you've treasured over the years.
Our loved ones still live through us.
They're in the stories you pass down to your children,
In silly jokes you've told a thousand times,
In the memorabilia on your side table,
And in the customs you've carried on.
You cannot touch them.
You cannot see them.
You cannot hear them.
But you can feel them.
Our loved ones will always live in our hearts.
