Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Friday, November 26, 2021

I'll Be Seeing Ya

 My Dad would always say " see ya later or I'll be seeing ya." He didn't believe in goodbyes. Year after year a parent passed, a sibling passed until the family was gone. I never imagined outliving all of them. This time of year I try to remain busy so that my thoughts don't race. My own children walking their own path as adults. I find myself emotionally exhausted as I have said goodbye to my dearest friends and family members. 


I closed my eyes tightly 

to race to where you are, 

as if the clouds above us

united us from afar.


The tears are falling

and my heart aches, 

as I take to dreaming 

underneath our star.


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