Rhymes, Rants & Accolades from North Central BC

Apr. 23 POEM

PHOTO OF A LOVED ONE

Who knew a photograph
Could evoke such pain.
A sharp, quick, stabbing
Wound, seemingly with
Internal bleeding.
The blood massing into
A pool of sadness.
I thought it was all over.
Two years have flown by
And (as they say) he’s
In a better place.
When time passes
Sufficiently,
I will join him.
Guess I will put away
The photograph.
Don’t need anymore
Internal bleeding.

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