Sitting here looking at this empty space
Once was you presence stroking my face
Telling me all things will be alright
Taking your last breath with a fight
Funny how presence makes it whole
Looking around you find your true soul
They looked so happy and content
The look of love you knew was meant
Taking your presence and pushing it aside
Was foolish and stupid to those you left behind
They blanked you with such dismay
Bet they wonder still til this day
I hope your smiling now
Your presence is dearly missed
You were and always will be
One those people one of a kind
You were taken for granted
Had things thrown at you stance
All you ever did though
Was made me feel glad
How proud I am to say I knew
The presence I had before you flew
Admired and loved by myself and most
The kind of person I hold with such post
I`ve never felt so lonely and totally lost
You were taken and I`m left crushed
People`s lies are getting to me now
Why Aren’t you here to take my frowns
I`m not angry that your presence has left
Just tired lonely and upset
I miss the laugh and cuddles shared
Now all I have left is just totally despair
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The feeling of some one now gone is the mark of our interaction and the indent in our history that their company made. Well said in this piece.