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For Stephen, I miss You
I walk by the morning street
Busy with a world
Naked tress without leaves point fingers
To the sky
I wander by the lane and this
The house once was
The home you had shared, teemed
Lively all a buzz
I place a hand on the door
Knowing you have gone
Feeling empty all the more
Of your lovely song
Regret that I forgot to say
Words not sent above
I wish I had truly told
That was you I always loved
Comments
Just wanted to tell you that I thoroughly enjoy reading blogs and you have a wonderful way with words. Anyways, just wanted to say heya! See you around PLM or here. Many thanks for sharing again!
E.
You are a generous man. I hope to write more soon in my blog. I haven’t written much in a while because the seizures have made it difficult for me to connect things together. It is my plan to submit s short story soon. Thank you again,
Yours,
Paolo