Grieving
Strange how a grief
can sometimes arrive,
with stealth,
elusive at the time
of bereavement, but catching up
only later, sometimes years.
Do you ever muse
on what is not there,
wonder why
it's eluded you till now?
Was he less of value then?
Has he gained importance since?
Copyright © Andrew John | Year Posted 2017
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