Discovery

The shock of loss …


Discovery

The chair on which he sat
An empty place with space around
The road that he once trod
Forgotten now. And then I found
The letter that he wrote
His tender words adorn the page
But not for me, alas.
For now, I’ll sit. And then I’ll rage.

© e-griff 2020
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Mikeverdi

I liked this, the sadness shouts at you, urging you to acknowledge. I hope others read and comment.
Mike

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