Missing Max

Written by: Karen Deeks

Your silhouette softens
Your scent weakens
Yet I still ache in your shadow

I ponder quiet moments
If it could be possible
That you may still be around

I know it's not probable
In truth filled reality
But I cannot bear to not hope

Your trinkets lay dormant
As permanent knife wounds
Sometimes I'm unable to cope

Washing up I heard whispers
Of you calling (kazy)
Bubbles so beautiful



(My darling sister ... miss you most xxxx)