You were My confidant during The pasting of my Father. Four years to the day He was buried, I Watched you returning To the earth. In life, I was So happy for you. You were a Part of me. Grief is fuel for My anger.
Death comes Too fast for the kind- Hearted.
I wish I could take Your place. I miss you. Miss You Appreciation goes undetected Waking moments are often neglected Until an incident comes along Once here, now gone. The way they laugh The way they sneezed Like two negatives becoming a positive Bad habits become an appreciated memory. Now, are cherished.