Cally A. Nixon
How Much I Miss You - Poem by Cally A. Nixon
Your house doesn't feel the same,
without you there...
Sitting in your,
big fluffy chair.
To think that,
I will never again see you smile...
Atleast not in this life,
but when I get there we'll have to talk for a while.
To express and let out,
the emotionsI didn't let others see...
To show just how much,
your passing devasated me.
I keep wanting to,
call, text and stroll right in...
Just to be hit by the reality,
that you reside where I can't reach you, in heaven.
that you can still hear me talk...
I want to beleive,
yet at that tiny ray of hope I balk.
Please watch over,
all those who love and miss you...
Til we see you again,
when our mortal lives are through.
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