In Memory of the Sweetest One


I wrote a poem too sad to share.
The words went back into the air
The feelings that I felt that night
I kept inside. I thought I might
wait until the time was right.
It vanished in the morning light.
It's like a tunnel with no end.
I'm just ahead, around the bend.
I know you follow close behind.
Keep following and then you'll find
I stumble and I grope the wall.
I stay down sometimes when I fall.
I can't turn back or give up now.
I keep on thinking that somehow
the end is near.
I'll reach the end
as I go round
another bend.

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