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Much that I silently struggle with

In my daily’s, try not remembering

Regarding many things about you

From our shared loving relationship

Truthfully, I’m beset by many reminders

Starting at Dawn; your middle name

And gentle touches of ghostly breezes

Reminiscent of our missed messaging              

Lowkey blend of intimate conversations        

At odd places for specious coffee meets            

Missed lively sits at local park benches    

With children laughing on swing sets  

Where I now sit alone watching sunsets

But secretly, I don’t really try… at all


Poet of the Light © 2022


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