Vacant Space - Poem by CHARMAINE SIMPSON
When will the continual ache that lives in the vacant space you once filled
become the warm familiar position i hold in my heart for my most precious memories?
When will i no longer feel the pain associated with your smile, but can remember
our journey with not only a smile on my face but with true peace in my soul,
and happiness in my heart for the gift that part of my destiny was shared
alongside of you.?
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