When You'Re Gone - Poem by norman ayres
Sometimes when i sit here staring blankly at the floor,
i hope to see your lovely shape standing at my door.
i would take you in and hug you, hold you deep within my arm,
protecting you from your dark life, protecting you from harm.
i think about this even as i put flowers on your grave,
remorse is all that i feel now for your life i couldn't save.
our love is very powerful but the cancer was too strong,
i loved you your entire life, and i still love you when your gone.
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