[Poem] Wishing You Were Here

Falling Autumn leaves, 

Mark the passing of years; 

And they used to say, 

That time heals all wounds. 

I think of the saddened 

Look in your dark eyes and 

I remember how I ignored 

Them; oh how that pierced. 

I think of the places 

You yearned to go with us; 

Now we could only imagine 

Your happy expressions. 

Grasping the air, 

Wishing you were still here; 

Wishing we knew where 

And when you would leave.

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