it is intangible...
how I have tried
with high-falutin,
poetic words....
to describe
how I miss you..
but I never get it right...
I just miss,
the warp and weft,
we weaved between us,
those links of the fabric
of our lives.
small threads and large,
words and silences,
smiles and tears
oh how I miss, I miss...
simple touches, shared laughter,
a cup of tea and a seat in the
evening sun...
I miss, I miss, I miss...
I am not alone or lonely.
I am loved and love.
but... I have not become
reconciled to the absence
of you..... I don't think
I ever will...
I am resigned,
but oh how
I miss.....
Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 9:39 PM UTC
it is intangible...
how I have tried
with high-falutin,
poetic words....
to describe
how I miss you..
but I never get it right...
I just miss,
the warp and weft,
we weaved between us,
those links of the fabric
of our lives.
small threads and large,
words and silences,
smiles and tears
oh how I miss, I miss...
simple touches, shared laughter,
a cup of tea and a seat in the
evening sun...
I miss, I miss, I miss...
I am not alone or lonely.
I am loved and love.
but... I have not become
reconciled to the absence
of you..... I don't think
I ever will...
I am resigned,
but oh how
I miss.....
one person can have a profound effect on you ans your life .....
for me this was my friend Sue.
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