To Charlotte
I hope to see you
again
where and
when
our paths cross;
until that day
I feel the loss.
When
I need to share
some news
and toss
a thought
into the blue
of you
to separate
the dross
and find the true
I’m at a loss
again.
But I have gain
for having known
and laughed with
you;
and that will
have to do
and hold me till
the where and when
our paths
cross
again.
Donna JT Smith, 2015
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I'm sorry for your loss, Donna. This is a sweet letter poem to her.
ReplyDeleteI'm sorry for your loss. This is s nice tribute to her though.
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