But You Died

The day you died,
I cried and cried.
It’s been years now;
I cry inside.
In you,
I wish I could confide,
About this grief
I fail to hide.
You died.

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8 Responses to But You Died

  1. colonialist says:

    A sad touch of irony!


  2. OnTheWay... says:

    Thank you. Again beautiful and words that voice something inside I had no way of explaining. x


  3. Robin says:

    Which grandma? I miss my mum and dad and still wake up with questions for them! It leaves one with a horrible helpless feeling and a deep aching void. Wherever they are I think they are safe.


    • PookyH says:

      My grandma Rene – Terry’s second wife (Connie died before I was born) I was really close to her and miss her terribly although it must be nearly eight years since she died I think.


  4. wbdeejay says:

    Missing someone who was close. Heartfelt. A level above missing someone you wanted to be close to.


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