RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Only A Measure Of Your Heart - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
When you're gone, only a measure of your heart
lies within my being, knowing that it is so be-
cause I feel your loss now defining my life.
There are no outward appearances of you anymore,
only sorrow of the emptiness you have left me
with when you departed this earth.
A solo journey I wish you never had to take with-
out me, wanting to have gone with you, my dear,
for there is nothing left for me here anymore.
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