Packed bags


~This poem is about my mom and dad who have moved far away to forget the pain and have also found their peace here in Europe. Of course, the pain will never completely disappear, but letting go was easier for them than me, I haven't made it yet



In a land far away, they sought to flee


The pain of loss, too much to see


Their son, their light, taken in a crash


Leaving them with memories that gnash



They packed their bags and left it all


To start anew, to stand tall


On a distant shore, they made their home


A place where grief could not roam



But in their hearts, the ache remained


Their son's absence, forever ingrained


His twin sister by their side


A constant reminder of the void inside



Yet in the distance, they found peace


A balm for sorrow, a sweet release


For though he's gone, his spirit lives on


In the love that binds them, strong and drawn.

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