Put down that notepad, erase each word you've tried to type
Look no more at the writings of others, their words are only hype
Because the thoughts and feelings you keep trying to explain
Paint a portrait of a more personal joy and everlasting pain
Who's meaning only you and your loved one lost can ascertain
The canvas you've painted together is now dry to the touch
And while they are gone from this world, they really want so much
To look upon your special painting together with only you
And remember each brushstroke of your life as if it's still brand new
Because the only artists that truly get the painting are really just you two
Others may know you're in pain and feel sorry for your grief
But on this solemn anniversary, take hold of this belief
Your loved one doesn't need words or posts on this special day
But is waiting for you to finally put your old paintbrush away
And look with them at your life painting in your own shared, unique way
Love them, love them. again. in the way no words can ever say
A Life Painted
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Welcome to postpoems. Nice motif, life as a painting painted by two (dry to the touch), one alive, one dead but alive in the painting. Read it twice. (put your paint brush away) to die and join the beloved. I liked that line the best of all the fine lines. Encore! - Lady A
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Thank you...
Thank You! Interesting that you took my meaning that the one that has passed is waiting for the other to join them in the afterlife. When I wrote it, the thoughts were more around connecting with the other person while you are still alive Instead of writing posts about them to others and looking for other's words to describe how you feel. It's about putting that focus to connect with that person instead of trying to get others to Connect with you. I like your take on it, though. That could be true as well and opens you up to feeling like the person you miss is also missing you. First attempt ever and putting thoughts to words so welcome all takes :). Thanks again.