Both Worlds- a poem

🐾❤️🪶

TO my surprise, I’m standing still

Beyond the weathered storm.

Somehow, come morning, I awake

And start my life, though torn.

ROUTINES have changed, and yet, I find

I’m talking to you still.

For you were such a part of life,

I’m sure I always will.

I know we’ll meet again in time

As though we are apart-

For now, you live in both the worlds,

In Heaven and my heart.

Mommy 🐾❤️