Our close people are not going away by Ann Wood
Our close people are not going away,when their bodies cover their bodies.
Their life does not end there, in the grave.
A last breath does not kill the memory.
They are not going! They are where they are
for them we have kept a bright corner -
in the soul, in the depths of the heart ...
We feel them every time
when the being was jeopardized
with our hands throbbing our throat clenching ...
When everything white is black
and the grief in our eyes swells ...
Poetry by Ann Wood
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Written on 2019-05-19 at 01:05
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