My Departed One Poem by Preston Mwiinga

Memories are still fresh,
Day and night mourning for you
The cloud is still dark in my eyes
The world`s are different.
I have a passport to your world but you can't come to mine.

Do you think about me,
Do you remember all those memories we shared together.
I wish I could hold you again,
I wish you could tease me like you used to.
I am sorry for all the pain and tears I caused to you whilst you were alive.
I din`t know that death was going to take you away from me.
How is it where you are?
Is the place so silent?
Is it scary like in the horror movies we watch?
All may is quite like people are in a silent worship mood?
I will drop this letter by your grave, reply and drop it in my mail box after reading it.
Peace be still my departed one.