Bereaved - Poem by Jennifer Holloway
A cold emptiness grips my heart
As death cruelly tears us apart.
No more to see your smiling face,
Or feel your gentle soft embrace.
Lost and alone I wonder why,
The one I loved should have to die. Time alone can ease the pain,
But the ache inside will still remain.
Although happy memories I can treasure,
With thoughts of you that give me pleasure.
And my love for you will still remain
Until the day we meet again.
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