Stopped - Poem by Meg Gill
I've stopped eating breakfast bagels
and hamburgers on crusty bread;
They remind me of you.
I've stopped dancing to the sounds
of classic rock and oldies;
I see you when I do.
I've stopped walking on the beach
breathing in fresh salt air;
It reminds me of you.
I've stopped thinking of the future
as a limitless adventure awaiting;
I hear your voice when I do.
I lie awake nights wondering what happened
the answer is YOU.
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