Last breath, she took
Struggle ceased
Hands, became cold
-Death cold
Goodbye, her last words
Dirt and wood
Lowered, flowers
Like father and brother
Mother was gone
Again, I had been left behind
Sorrow
Nights, seemingly endless
Alone, I ached
Suddenly, morning dawned
My light returned
Love, showered
Kisses, stole
Ring, gave
And on the fourth year,
Again, I was left behind
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Hello friend, lovely poetry, didn't know you write so well, thought you were more into story writing.
With every closed door another opens, so be sober and happy. I felt so good seeing your post, I thought others quit steemit, I'm glad you didn't.
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