Is it the giving of a life?
Or the one that’s left behind
picking up the pieces
of a torn and shattered soul?
Is it the one who gave their all,
or the ones who still remain
carrying their loved one
in a heart upon a chain?
The star that burned so bright
becomes elusive in the distance,
the song of the survivors
bittersweet in it’s refrain…
We cannot change reality
as past slips into memory
tucked away in box and frame.
How does one respond?
We only know they’re gone.
© Ginny Brannan 2021
Hugs Ginny. Thinking of you today.
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