Going Poem by soren Barrett

Going

I watch you breathing in the night
I know that tomorrow I will not be here
Now it's time to turn out the light
I'll miss the warmth of when you were near

Past tenderness eroded by tears
unseen, now dried they leave no stain
Sobs muffled by blankets of years
Scar over scar that still feels pain

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