In youth's tender grasp, I pledge to bear their strife,
To carry the weight of kin and pets, in the afterlife.
Every joy, every laughter, etched in memory's keep,
As I depart, let my pets rest with me in eternal sleep.
To my parents' hallowed grounds, guide me with gentle care,
For if you falter, in your dreams, I'll linger there.
No apologies needed, just prayers in the night,
Crafted into a letter, a poem of love, burning bright.
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"Whispers of the Heart: A Symphony of Mixed Emotions"
Poetrypoem of nonstop emotions that you are going to relate
