Someone in the world is enjoying a drink out of a mug with our picture on it.
We didn’t last until Christmas so you didn’t get it and I didn’t want it.
I wrapped it up in the new hoodie that was also meant for you,
And placed them in a donation bin for clothes and household items too.
I made a playlist of songs to blast whenever you walked through the door,
But you said maybe when I asked if you’d come talk to me once more.
So I listened to it for the last time on that empty drive home,
Then I deleted it and accepted the fact that you’re really gone….
I cried out your name only to hear my voice bounce off the hollow walls.
Then I closed my eyes and gave way to darkness falls.
I don’t know if I’ll wake up to your extended helping hand,
Or if I’ll be using my own strength to help me stand.
But I will stand again….
and I’ll leave the door cracked open for a while.
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A very poignant 😢
and touching poem indeed!
Articulately penned my friend,
and my pleasure to read!
Thanks for sharing!
Best regards ✌️ peace Thad
Thank you!
A touching and cleverly crafted poem of the person of their affection leaving, although they no they have gone, still hankers after there being a slim chance of return. A good read ( not because of subject) but the way it has been written.
Thank you for taking the time to read! I truly appreciate it!
You are very welcome
Your words here touched this reader. Most poignantly penned. I wish better for you. Have a happier 2025.
Thank you so much for reading and for the good wishes! Happy new year and I pray yours is full of life and blessings!
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