Afterwards
The mind always knows the reasons and whys you are no longer here,
The heart counters, but I feel a longing and void, because you are not near,
The spirit, which produces the laughter, silliness, and smiles,
now needs some time to recover,
from the absence of one so dear.
Copyright © Randolph Byrd | Year Posted 2014
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