It Doesn't Seem Right Poem by Sebastian Melmoth

It doesn't seem right
Years building a home to be opened like an Aladdin's caves for the beneficiaries to peek inside
It doesn't seem right
Is this what life becomes when your gone your possessions of meaning scattered between siblings, the sadness of loss why can't I accept this feeling
It doesn't seem right
Possessions that can never replace a now empty void for none of us wanted to deal with this. A duty no one wants to do, not sure how we are going to get through.
It doesn't seem right.
We would trade in a heartbeat for you to walk through the door once more, bring life back to us, back to your most precious things.
It doesn't seem right
Each object a story some remembered some now lost to the sands of time. Smells, feeling your ora, your presence, as if your there but yet so far.
It doesn't seem right,
We have to face the world now alone holding onto to the things that you once held dear that are special unique to you.
It doesn't seem right
The pain as we see our childhood home full of history slowly become naked and bare. Wanting never to part the memories but alas in our sorrow we have to accept we are unable to stop life's cycle.
It still doesn't seem right.