Wonder where they go away!
Wonder what they do there!
Leaving behind scores depressed,
those in grief wet eyed tears shed.
Wonder who invited them there!
Wonder what party they enjoy there!
While we saddened cry for them,
and each moment remember them.
Wonder what rush they had to go!
Wonder if caskets were their cargo!
Discarding all possessions of their being,
disengaging their bonds of human being.
Wonder whence they found that route!
Wonder if well lit was that heaven route!
From darkness to light or more darkness,
they found their pathway with a harness.
Wonder if the Divine father met them!
Wonder if their ancestors welcomed them!
Intrigued am I by their life after death,
communication with them doth not hath.
Wonder if they fulfilled their desires now!
Wonder if there are desires in their now!
If only they could visit and talk to us,
if only they still do love and care for us.
Wonder if they miss us earthly beings!
Wonder if needed any of their things!
If only we could send some gifts up to them,
if only we could still hug, kiss or greet them.
Wonder if they have forgotten us all!
Wonder if in hidden form they give us a call.
If only we were able to catch up to them,
if only we could tell them that we miss them.
Wonder if they merged well with others!
Wonder if they fly with newfound feathers!
Their life on the vast other shore of life,
should be called death or an unborn life.
