When those we love are gone,
The pain like a deep hole, inflates so wide,
A new world starts, one without, a world alone,
Still…no one knows or understands,
This pain, how it yawns ahead like an abyss…
When those we love are gone,
One, Two, then Three years,
We think of them, heart filled with longing,
The pain changed, become acute desire,
Just to remember a smile, a laugh, a wise word,
The longing grows, day by day, it grows…
Still…no one knows or understands,
How that longing lives in every moment.
When those we love are gone,
Five, Ten or even Twenty years,
The longing turned to quiet acceptance,
Now…the memories of you, full of nostalgia,
Fill my days and nights, sweet remembrance.
I think of you, and wonder,
What you’d think of me, had you stayed.
The world has changed since you’ve been gone,
Still…no one knows or understands,
How you remain in my thoughts and actions,
You I love,
Even though you’re gone.
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For my family, as you go through this hard time
– all my love.
We might not cry when a loved one dies
We might not show the pain when the one we love leaves
But while we hunch on a chair, or lounge on the couch
We sing passionately from the darkest corners of our souls.
Very nice poem. I enjoyed reading it. Bravo!!