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Fiction
As snowflakes softly fall to the earth As songs of birds give this day birth I think of you Your tender touch Your warm embrace The love I can see Upon your face I know your quiet smile Your heart so like a child I get lost in your sapphire eyes Your gentle lingering kiss goodbyes My body can feel you against mine Passion fills my heart, divine Your sweet love, your tenderness Your ever present sweetness The moon chases away the sun Another cold day is done I think of you The snowflakes now are just a trace I walk from your final resting place The tears I wipe away I will go on another day Eight years since you went to heaven The sorrow I feel does not lessen How I wish you were here How my days are hard to bare But with each tick of the clock The closer I know we will walk Together, Forever Until then in all that I do, I think of you |
Al WattsFather of 4, Husband, Catholic, published author, LGBTQ+ ally, Historian, runner, sports fan, he/him Archives
May 2020
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