# The # Poem by Aparna Chatterjee

# The #



Just the
Other day
I saw her
Walking,
Talking,
Smiling

And now
I live with
The reality
That I'll never
Be able to
See her again

I'm just her
Neighbour

Those who were
Near and dear
To her, must be
So miserably
Missing her...


(Theme could be Bereavement / Demise / Loss / Death)

Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: reality
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