We’ve cried an endless river.
Our hope stores all but drained.
Your echoes are fading quickly;
Intensifying our pain.
Your fingerprints all washed away.
We pack away your clothes.
Your room lays bare and empty.
Your door permanently closed.
You’ve slipped into another world;
A place we cannot be.
Time can no longer touch you
And sadly, nor can we.
And so the dark turns into night
The sun all set and gone
Yet though our tears have blurred our sight
Your memory spurs us on.
Carry On – a funeral poem written by Ms Moem.
