Be Still Waggy Tail Be Still
Depression borne of grief,
I can’t bear that you are gone;
But you are not, your presence is everywhere,
Especially in these empty rooms..
Sometimes if I stare, I see your happy smile,
Trying to tell me you are free, can see, and
Another time, you lie sleeping,
So far, so far.
Many I have lost, but a new one
Would distract the gloom, and my soul somewhat fill.
I cannot endure another goodbye,
Be still Waggy Tail, be still.
I miss you.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2018
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