Places no one can fill,
Nothing anyone can say,
Your places, will always be,
Still and quiet, as you see,
Doctors have no pill,
One call of the day,
Our daily time for tea,
No voice now, oh gee,
Living just makes for nil,
Still nothing to play,
Quiet now no glee,
Yours places are even still,
Your places will always be,
The Empty Places.
this one is very heavy...i am sorry for your loss...
ReplyDeletethanks for popping in today...tried to find a more recent blog but...if there is let me know...
a somber place indeed - leaving me a bit dizzy - I liked the whirlwind affect of this poem. nice write.
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