poetry

The Reassurance

via Daily Prompt: Passport
Passport

He died and granted me the passport

Of freedom, to live, and to be with him forever,

Eternally. Yet I drift from him most days lost in my

Self, lost in my selfish pleasures. Was this passport given

In vain? I ask myself sometimes. NO! I hear the voice say. It

Wasn’t in vain because I love and know you. I am always ready

To take you in when you come knocking. On that day of

reassurance, I take my passport and head back home

knowing the real journey is just about to begin.

DinamicDynasty

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