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Jan 2015
I cannot truly mourn or miss you
What do I know of you, or you of me?
We strangers never met and never will

I know you as I know the morning dew,
Sun-kissed to rise and fall into the sea
And deftly tossed till lost among the swill

Aye I know the sea and morning dew
But still I don't know you

I know you like the albatross that flew
Above the sea, soaring majestically
It flew away, some purpose to fulfil

Aye I know the albatross that flew
But still I don't know you

I know you like the mother's heart that knew
Her loving child was just a memory,
Too swiftly taken by a bitter pill

Aye I see a mother's grief show through
But still I don't know you

I know you like the news they tell of you,
The printed page and captions on TV
That cycle every factoid they can spill

Aye I know the news they tell of you
But still I don't know you

We strangers never met and yet its true,
You reached inside and touched the heart of me
And though you're gone, you live within me still

Yet how I wish alas that I could pass
You in the street without a care

If only you were there
If only you were there
If only you were there
First published 12th Jan 2015, 20:10 AEST.
Tryst
Written by
Tryst  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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