This is either the end, or it's the beginning
We knew this when we took this job long ago
Knew there would be long, perilous journeys
That there would be illness, isolation
I will always have your heart
Your courageous, broken, persistent, loving, hopeful, wonderful heart
The reverberating echo of your life in mine
Why yours had to end
Stay with me always
I can't forget
I am so sad
It's my responsibility to show others who you were
To make you proud of me
Underneath the light of the moon
I see this grief was written too
I'll grow angel wings
To see my Dada again
YOU ARE READING
The Last Mermaid
PoetryEver had a dream you confused with life? Ever feel yourself slipping away into the waves? Ever feel that you've just gathered wings to fly away from this mess? Well... you have. You may be one of the last mermaids. Part anthology, part diary of grie...
