LOSS

Time heals? So they say. Yet the wound keeps digging deeper, Day in, day out. The distance widens, Loneliness fills the day, And the connection still grows. Grandpa, You never said goodbye. I never said I was ready to live alone. You left me with no direction, But you could have taught me how to tune the strings. Maybe the guitar would have kept us connected, But here it sits, catching dust. Sir, I wish I could follow you, Just to tell you I finally got my troubles right. The numbers that had me sinking, Dressed shame when I floated with a credit Unfortunately, the earth claimed you sooner than we hoped The sudden mystery of COVID. Uncle, We loved you, But not as deeply as heaven did. From a distance I hope you watched the fruits of your labor. The graduation gown wasn't just for your daughter; It was a tribute sent to heaven, A thank you for everything, even from afar. Dear all, Citizens of the quiet land, May your souls continue to sleep easy. It might not be today, But tomorrow, We shall surely meet