He Writes.... Poem by Vanessa Stallings

He Writes....



I've never met anyone so unique

She sees and hears things
that I can't.

If I tell a little white lie
she knows before it comes out of my mouth.

She can tell what I'm thinking
without saying a word.

She knows if I'm hurting even though
I'm miles away.

She thinks it's a curse but,
I think it's comforting.

She couldn't see the blessing....

It was always her!

May she rest in peace.

He Writes......

Friday, April 28, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: blessing,death,friend,funeral,lies,words
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