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Bereft


10.21.13 Posted in today's words by

Richard Schnap looks back.

Bereft
By Richard Schnap

I remember she used to send
Presents every Christmas
Tins of gourmet popcorn
Baskets of chocolate cookies

Almost as if I was one
Of the children that she lost
Their bright, familiar voices
Still echoing in her heart

And she always said to come
Visit her down in Florida
An invitation I declined
That now I sadly regret

And if there is a Heaven
I hope that she has found them
The only gift to heal her
The one to make her sing

 



One Response to “Bereft”

  1. So sad, tender and sincere. I loved… Still echoing in her heart

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