Goodbye

“The Prophets accept all agony and trust it. For the water has never feared the fire.” – Rumi
Few friends at the graveside, 
Snow blown icy face.
Harsh reality of finality,
Soft, salty tears, lips taste.
Frozen, somber moment, 
All time slips away.
Past losses, stark reminder,
Feels as only yesterday.
Emotional scars,
Each loss leaves it's mark;
Pin-prick painful up close,
Forever aches in the heart.
For the sadness endures, 
Empty words cannot erase.
I love you, I'll miss you,
Till the end of my days.

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