Days After
Silence spoken for by the rain—
A missing space for the missing gold of sun,
As the wind breaks on song, his china fall—
There my eyes soak up the tears now that he's gone.
A missing space for the missing gold of sun,
Wordless whispers, never I hear, dead—
As the wind breaks on song, his china fall,
His image on my face, a welcome diversion—
Wordless whispers, never I hear, dead—
As the wind breaks on song, his china fall;
His image on my face, a welcome diversion—
Silence spoken for by the rain.
-This is written on how I feel now, days after my father's death. -
Copyright © Paige Hind | Year Posted 2024
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