how they stay with us, the memories of those we love.
Their Silence
there is no peace
like the someone you love
there is no sorrow
like their silence
there is no dream
that can’t be tomorrow
there is no time
from whence to borrow
there are only hopes
sewn to shape and worn in furrow
with the fruit
of hunger born
coarse
with feelings well worn.
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