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When I am headed
to heaven, pack
my room up in
cardboard boxes
and send them to
the attic.

When you are
weeping at my
funeral--look
up at my shimmering
light of presence
and smile.

While I trail my
fingers on the
clouds--trail
yours on the grass.

When you feel like
you are ready to
set me free; chain
my memory to your
heart..

And let go.





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Tiffanie_marie This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Feb. 1, 2011 at 3:28 pm
aww! Thakn you so much(:
 
AmandaPanda123 said...
Jan. 31, 2011 at 5:07 pm

That made me tear up a little

:( That's how good it was :).

 
SilverSoul said...
Jan. 30, 2011 at 3:07 am
Beautiful poem.
 
sethsmonster said...
Jan. 27, 2011 at 8:59 am
wow that was awsome i love it..
 
Tiffanie_marie This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. replied...
Jan. 27, 2011 at 11:37 am
Thank you!!
 
taylorj replied...
Jan. 27, 2011 at 3:04 pm
That was great...it gives a sort of sense of sadness. but i liked it alot(:
 
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