As the leaves has fallen on the tombstone
I knelt in the muddy soil
The tears sweltered up
As I swept the leaves and fallen twigs
Off the stone
The dead flowers that I removed
Went into the trash
As the wet snow ran down my sultry face
It became impossible to cool
I took the last glance of the year
As I swept my hand against the words
That are craved
Until Father's Day
When it's almost summer
Ever so deeply heart moving! .. Each word described and written with such heart! ..
Memories! ! Missing you. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
we all are born to miss kiss and be missed tha'ts life o miss accept it this is no kiss
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Deeply, deeply heart touching! .. Beautifully expressed! .. Beyond #ing! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++++++