Absence

A tune echoes from a room. 
Makes me think of them and I. 
Absence, my aggrieve. 
 
A tune plays from a room. 
Makes me think of him and I. 
Absence, my yearning is against.  

A tune heard from a room. 
Makes me think of me. 
Absence of my happiness.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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January 2, 2019 at 12:30 AM
I like the way this poem took an optimistic turn at the end. Well done!
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