Mourning Song

Fifty-eight years, you were gone at fifty-seven

Fifty-eight years since the day you were born,

nearly one year since you left–coming this November

I will cry, but not no harder than I’ve already been

Grief knows no clock–

mourning does not expire

The Sun still rises, and does fall

You’re still gone

and I’m still here

Your laughter lives inside my heart–

your laughter is a song

For that, I am thankful

 

 

 

 

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