Missing You. Poem by alex sarich

Each one that passes through
life into death and beyond
leaving scars behind
my insufferable pain continues
a dream it's not
though I wish it were true
the first soul to the last
remain in my burning hearts.


Every year, every visit, a smile
from your tainted photo
laying weather washed
stirring stained memories
while the wind blows dead
foliage through scattered
headstones, my love for you
undiminished, embroidered
on my heart, in silence,
solitude a song of laughter
and sorrow is the seal of our bond.