Mourning After

Days passed
Since that one night past;
Morning after was hard to bear
Until nothing was left to bare;
Your voice I can still hear,
Though you are far from here;
But I continue to wait,
As I carry the weight,
Knowing you said bye
That I can’t buy.
“I am always by your side,”
I heard you sighed.

Mourning Dew

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Sliding down my cheek,

Fresh tears fall,

First thing in the morning,

My own mourning dew,

As I think of you.