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*** ****** Little Soul our Boy turn around. Let your eyes look up straight into the mirror of heaven. Know it will be alright. Do not tremble. Be steady. But do not hold onto the ground. Know, I am here with you still. Be comforted, do not fear for your future. All cats have nine lives, yet, I believe you will have a million. And I hope to see you in them all. ****** *** * Copyright6:20am PST August 9 2016 LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS WORK, FOR THIS SITE TITLE BY THIS AUTHOR/WRITER MELOO/MELISSA A HOWELLS STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR TILT-A-WORLD ....."Wherever you go I'll be with you" time is supposedly a Human construct. It cause much grieving when we feel the loss of it or more specifically the loss of time with some one we hold dear. I read something recently which gave me peace. In Lakota language there are no words for saying good-bye to the dead. There is only good-bye until we meet again, later...perhaps, meaning in another life. That is what I was trying to say in this poem. I hope, I like the wise Lakota, have succeeded in conveying this message. Vote for this poem
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