the hole
Sad poem about grief.
the hole
the whole of me
aches
as I ponder
the hole
the whole of me
grieves
as I ponder
the space
in photographs
at dinner tables
the silence
defeaning silence
replacing
the laughter
infectious laughter
the hole
the whole of me
aches
as I ponder
the hole
the whole of me
grieves
as I ponder
the life
your life
the hole
the whole of me
cries
cries in silence
defeaning silence
as I ponder
the hole
the whole you
left
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Author's Notes: Again thinking about grief.
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Paul Stewart
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