Gone

They say you’re gone,

But how can that be?

When I still feel your presence

Right here beside me

 

The warmth of your body

Beside me in your chair

The smell of your cologne

Still lingers in the air

 

The sound of your laughter

Still echos in my mind

So how do I go on with life

And leave you behind?

 

I knew you were leaving,

But not without good-bye

I can’t believe you left,

All I want to do is cry

 

All the years & the memories

Of you as a boy

The cute things you said & did

That brought me such joy

 

Keep running thru my head

Without an end

How to I face each day

From beginning to end?

About the Author
I lost my 24-year-old son on Feb. 9, 2014. I'd previously lost my brother when I was 15 and he was 16, many years ago. I've wrote several poems over the years about them & others as my way of dealing with grief.
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