February 27, 2017

 

 

He was here and yet,

now nowhere to be seen.

Like so many more

who came in between.

 

He was here, you bet –

joy, a bottomless floor.

No thought for tomorrow,

knowing there was no more.

 

He was here and yet,

now a lone silhouette,

on a deserted shore,

that time won’t forget.

 

He was here and yet,

his voice lingers still,

as the echo of laughter,

meanders downhill.

 

He was here and yet,

never meant to stay.

Take a moment of heaven

and store it away.

 

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