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Missing You


Missing You

Glancing up at the shelf

There it was a jar of stones

Stones perhaps you had picked up along

Life's stony path

I grabbed the jar of stones

Along with other things belonging to you

In that moment hopeful that whatever

I grabbed would somehow keep me close to you

A black ballpoint pen

Somehow it would make writing easier

A plain looking ring box

I grabbed it to hold my rings

A few things I kept belonging to you

They seem like simple things

To someone else

They seem to have very little value

Yet, to me they were worth more than I could ever imagine

So many other little things

Sadness in my heart, I grabbed holding on

Cherishing, remembering, hoping these simple things

Would somehow keep you close to me

Today on this cold, dull, dreary November day

I think of you

It was the first day of November

You quietly slipped away

Leaving me feeling all alone

The leaves have fallen to the ground

Old man winter will soon settle in

Some of your quotes and words come into my head

Words I hold on to

A few of your books

Reading what you had read

I noticed a squirrel in my backyard

Scurrying and scampering about

Busy getting ready for winter

Gathering, hoarding, and hiding food

Canadian geese in the field grazing in the grass

Moving in closer

Birds preparing for departure

Wings flapping flying overhead

It's the simple things I miss

Hence, dad it is you that I miss most

ęNovember 29, 2012 Janet Griffin

Author's note: Dedicated in memory of my dear father.


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