at deaths door


When they have a short time to live
And you’ve given all you can give.
When there s nothing more you can do.
Then you make the last days of their lives
Seem like it’s been paradise.

Show all the love that you’ve had locked up inside
This is something that you should not hide.
Bring up happy memories of times
gone by, and of moments shared.
These are things in their mind that last.

Make their lives as comfortable as can be
For this is the last thing that they will see.
For some it is not easy to pass to the other side
Because fear makes them blind.
But it is a place of love and light
They will not see the darkness of night.

Don’t show your love when they are dead
Show your love while they’re lying in that bed.
They need to be loved while they’re here on earth
This is what we crave from our birth.

If the brain still functions on its own
Then so does the heart.
And from you they do not wish to part.
They are thinking the same as you
When they’re gone, what are you going to do.

Any bills that may be left behind
On your shoulders they will climb.
these same thoughts may race through
Your head, and it’s something that you both do dread.

But these are the first thoughts that
Should be put into that grave
Give them happy memories that they can save.
Let them go to the other side comfortably
And on their face- that smile you’ll see.

We’ll all be going to that other side
And will need someone to welcome us there
And the love that you showed on earth
Will now be shared.

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About poetlou

i am known as the story telling poet and my poems are in rhyme and verse. i write about all subject matter. i am also on poemhunter.con with over 700 poems listed and on five other sites. i have written a " hope series" with thirteen stories which i think is of interest, and i will post the first one and if you like it , i will then post the others. ENJOY THE READS
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3 Responses to at deaths door

    • poetlou says:

      thanks so much for coming to my page and commenting. greatly appreciated.

    • poetlou says:

      Falling In Love With Love

      Every where I went, there was love in the air
      Couples holding hands, showing that they cared.
      Every where there were smiling faces
      Different towns, different places.

      I was young and did not know
      When you fell in love it would show.
      Love is like a whisper of fresh air
      Its aromas take your mind and body
      To places its never been before.
      And opens up every pore- every door.

      It gives us a sense of floating two feet off the ground
      Never wanting to come down.
      What is love?
      Thousands of descriptions of what love is
      But no two are ever the same.
      Love is love- love is pain.
      But without it, our lives will never be the same.

      Falling in love is so easy to do
      But! “Falling in love with love” is what we all do.
      We want to feel loves emotions,
      including the pains and the devotions.
      Love can be like a cruise on the ocean
      You know where you started
      but you can’t see where you are going.
      For it is water as far as the eyes can see
      And the clouds that may roll in
      Can bring some mystery.
      We want our love to be a story book romance
      But we all know, we’re just taking a chance.
      Falling in love with love- is not what we want to do
      We have to feel both the love and the pain
      For what good is love, when there is nothing else to gain.
      So let us stop deceiving ourselves
      Love is love and can be hell.

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