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This heartbreaking structured rhyming poem explores the deep and everlasting wounds that come from losing someone dear to you at a young age. Originally published on dA and Vocal.
Speaking to a headstone
To a child beneath the ground.
My friends have come to call me mad
But here, there is no sound.
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So many times I’ve come here,
Remembering those days.
We spent them laughing long ago.
You took them to your grave.
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It gives me little comfort
To say my small hello,
For I know you can’t hear me.
That you’re gone under the snow.
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I always will remember
The peace I found in you.
When I gazed upon your sweet face
I forgot the pain I knew.
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I miss your laugh in silence,
I wish to hear you sing,
I miss your growing stages
Never knowing what they’d bring.
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Every heart has some great task
For shoes no one can fill.
In mine, it’s to replace you
And nobody ever will.
