Nothing At All
Death is nothing at all;
we are merely in different rooms,
I still see you,
you still see me,
if we look within.
Death is not our final goodbye,
we part now,
two separate paths.
Do not cry for me,
I am still with you;
do not think we shall not meet again,
our paths will cross
and we will be one,
once again.
I am here,
in the depths of your eyes,
the depths of your heart.
I’ll watch over you
every minute,
of every day.
This poem was inspired by the film, Lady Jane – worth watching, a very sad, but inspiring and wonderful film about a girl who was Queen (UK) for 1 week at the age of 16 and killed before the reign of Mary I and then Elizabeth I







I was really moved by this entry. I love this, Olivia!
Thank you Kassy!