Hope

The numbing sadness.
Lingers in my hollowed heart.
Yet, your light still burns.

A beacon shining,
Piercing through my dark window.
Hope to the hopeless.

(c) 2018 the daughter. photo credit: google.com

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A Sad Goodbye

A week without a word.
Silent, not a voice heard.

I am tempted to write,
But I can’t, so I fight.
The urge to contact him.
In time, this too shall dim.

It’s best for him…and me.
Time and space sets us free.
It is hard letting go.
And painful, this is know.

So, now with a sad sigh.
Eyes closed, I say goodbye.

(c) 2018 the daughter. photo credit: google.com