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I find such difficulty in saying,
“Already a year has passed,”
It isn’t more real now then it was before,
I still wait for you to come back.
What a painful twelve months it’s been,
For family and friends alike,
Without your warm smile and bright eyes,
To make things seem alright.
Faith has been tested,
Answer-less questions asked,
Too many fallen tears to count,
And heavy hearts now lay cracked.
We may stumble blindly now,
Unsure of what lies ahead,
Your light will one day shine down on us,
And soothe our aching heads.
One day I will think of you,
With a smile and not a tear,
Remembering a gentle soul,
And life will never have been more clear.
Until then I let grief remain,
So that I may strengthen in turn,
So that when we finally meet again,
I can teach you what I’ve learned.
But who am I to say it doesn’t hurt,
When I still wait for you to come home?
It’s for my Aunt and the ‘anniversary’ of her death.
Personally, I hate the poem itself.
But I felt I should post it in remembrance
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