Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Storm


Storm


I see you

laying in the grass

still and long.

You look the same

but I know you’re gone.


I touch your fur

still soft and warm.

You feel the same

but I know you’re gone.


My heart is broken

tears and sobs flow free

I know you’re gone

but I feel the same.

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