Gone But Not Forgotten
He was the love of her life…
but her friends keep telling her it’s time to move on
after all - it’s been six years since he passed away...
why can't they see her grief is still so raw.
She can’t bear to part with any of his clothes …
each night she cocoons herself in a blanket
that she’d crocheted using one of his old sweaters.
A torrent of tears start to fall
as she imagines herself wrapped in his loving arms
she knows in her heart, she will never find love again.
Grief in 12 lines or less Poetry Contest
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04/24/21
Copyright © Jan Allison | Year Posted 2021
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