Not Goodbye, but See You Later

Fri, 02/07/2020 - 00:57 -- marblo

I wake up the next morning with tear stains down my cheek.

Puffy eyes, still can barely breathe. Can't comprehend...

Without you here.

 

In the next weeks, the wound still cuts deep. Reminiscing on the past.

Your embrace was warm. Can't remember what you smelt like...

Without you here.

 

One less stocking on the mantel. Your place at the dinner table bare. 

This holiday season will be the hardest...

Without you here.

 

My childhood was shaped by you. Your unconditional love rang true. 

And I loved you too, my grandma. That title now unused...

Without you here

 

I'll never know why you had to go, but Faith tells me you won't be far.

A tear forms in my eye. Must keep strong for Grandpa...

Without you here.

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This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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