Chitter of a normal day,
But something is missing.
Something so small,
Most don't notice it.
An old smile,
A simple voice,
Of only one...
Who is absent.
And in their place,
The darkness sits,
Even your shadow,
Can't take his place.
His laughter,
Missed and craved.
Gone for another day.
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Short Poems
PoesiaWritten: October 23, 2017 By: Jessica Thompson Short poems put together through time December 19, 2016 to current days. So please enjoy, they are my thoughts, and feelings, and everything.
