About two in the morning
late night walk with my dog
through a neighborhood at rest
after a busy day of simple living
work, school, house chores
paying bills
and domestic arguments
all lying, done
in their cozy memory foam beds
While the mutt and I walk
blasting post-hardcore in my head
I come across a message
written in sidewalk chalk
which mournfully said:
'Goodbye Granpa, I miss and
love u
very very much
1945-2010'
A young girl is in distress
probably lying awake
with warm salty eyes
shedding tears
splashing memories
on her pillow
I have never felt
the pain from a deceased
member of my heart
but on that night
I felt her pain
through the rainbow colors
on the sidewalk
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Rainbow colors. Thanks. good poem. I invite you to read my poems and comment.