patricia george

 

 

I didn’t feel the

falling

even though I was there

not knowing

until it was too late

 

like leaves tumbling down

in my heart

to lose love

before winter

it’s lonely

 

even when missing

the atmosphere is thick with his presence

stuck to the walls

the floors

the furniture

infusing my mental ether

 

 

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