A free verse poem of grief.


Missing the People We Love

We feel like a puzzle piece is missing,
Saddened that the picture isnít intact.

Time and effort was spent on a cause,
Building a foundation out of love.

We canít see the whole photo,
But that doesnít mean itís incomplete.

The entire image is alive in our hearts,
A portrait no person can steal from us.




Poetry by Survivor48
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Written on 2016-07-27 at 18:12

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
Your descriptive writing helps explain so well the loss, especially in the third and fourth lines. I really appreciate the uplifting last two lines. One of your very best. :) kathy
2016-07-28


Phyllis J. Rhodes
A truth beautifully explained.
2016-07-28


ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
To let our feeling freely flow
let words free to say what
is needed
eases the pains , we constantly
we feel - them - every - every
night
Ken
2016-07-28