Death takes those we love

Too quickly.

Like greedy hands

Reaching out

Taking something

That isn’t theirs to take.

Tonight I sit here

With my candle lit

Missing you.

I remember your laugh


The way you never sat down

Until all the women did.

Two days before you died

You called me

We chatted

Just like we always did.

You told me softly

That you loved me

Just like you always did.

I always miss you

I always miss your presence.

But tonight

I wish you were here

Eating an apple with me

Solving the worlds problems

Instead of ripped from me

Too early.

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