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
Smile
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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