Shannon Fletcher Poet Free verse

Whispers

I often thought my life to be
So much more then it is now.
Much more...

And in my thinking I'd ponder
the mysteries that surround me
and smile.

I try to tell others my thoughts.
And they act as if I am not there.
Ignored.

I don't get why I am not heard...
They just go about their business
No words.

And when they speak I only hear
the muffled cries of I miss you.
Confused.

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Sometimes I hear whispers now
The oddly remind me of him
It's sad

He's gone and I can't change that fact
But I still feel him in the room
close by.

I'm glad the funeral is done.
All I can do now is cry "I
Miss you."

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