A "closest to my heart" poem, submitted for...
Prisoner of Poetry Contest, Sponsor - Ink Empress.
Date originally written: 02/16/2020
I can no longer touch you But here you are, still Oh, how remnants of you continue to cling! You're the motes I see dancing in the sunbeam Your eyes will never again meet mine But here you are, still You're the gentle wind that continues to blow the stormclouds out of my sky. I'll never again hear your voice But here you are, still You're the rays of the sun beaming down like a thousand moonbleams over my stygian abyss You're forever out of sight But here you are, still You'll always be on my mind, and in my heart; I still see you in dreams undreamt, in stars above. So, you see, Dad, although... I can no longer touch you, Your eyes will never again meet mine, I'll never again hear your voice, and you're forever out of sight, You're still here with me in spirit. You never really left.
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