Accidental Poet

A Void

 

The living room

Dark and empty

The absence of you

Taxing me plenty

 

So sad to see

Your unoccupied chair

Where you would sit

Now all I can do is stare

 

The void I now see

Of all those now gone

The people and animals

Leaving me to carry on

 

I’ve never been

A man of change

But time marches on

Like it or not, we rearrange

 

A way of life

Adjusting to life anew

I know you’re still with us

In our hearts and spirit too

 

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