Poem -
Go Bye
RIP
Hearing you're gone was blow
Time truly become slow
Flashes of memories
Yours, then mine flies
Who created this?
Who made this?
That we love
That we communion
Then is gone
All gone
Putting you back to dust
Where everything will rust
Gladly not you soul
Gladly not the spirit
Soul lives on back to its maker
Spirit lives on in us your lover
Go bye
Rest in Peace
We meet again in that great place
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You ask who made this? Who created this? It is my belief that we follow paths not always of our own creating, paths that have been laid down for us. And I would draw you to two lines later on in your poem. Gladly not your spirit, gladly not your soul. Because I believe you have answered your earlier questions with those lines. And when you say we meet again in that great place it will not be for the second time.