Another Somebody

Somebody died today…it's part of life's ebb and flow but what makes this day so different is…this somebody was somebody I know. She had a full life, my somebody…filled with many highs and some lows… but Death is unsympathetic…when it comes our time to go. Yet how lucky we are has humans… for although in death…of her presence we're deprived the myriad of memories we created…in a way keeps her alive… And that's where our sadness originates… That's why we feel so bereft… not from all those memories we created together but that those memories are all I have left. We know Death has taken her from us…but in Death there is a plus for Death has left her memories behind…Death can't take those away from us. When we want to, when we have the urge…we can visit her a while Just by closing our eyes and remembering… her voice, her eyes… her smile… And for a moment in our silence…as more and more memories arrive it's as if she never left us…as if she's still alive And when our eyes reopen we smile remembering all the memories we've sewn and we feel blessed she was a somebody we were lucky enough to have known. Which gives us all hope for the time when Death comes too our door as part of life's ebb and flow That we, too, will have been lucky enough to be somebody…somebody knows.