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Forever Home


 

the way someone can be there all the time 

then suddenly not

the memories of them

laughing 

smiling 

yelling 

teaching 

hugging 

they all seem to become a blur after some time 

or bring tears streaming down the face that was once dry 

running mascara

smeared makeup 

drippy nose

hours of crying in your pillow 

of dreading the things you never did with them

the last “I love you”

the last laugh

the last hug and kiss 

that’s all you can think about 

how they will never take another step on the same ground your feet are planted on 

how they will never take another breath the same time you do

how they will never see the next president

or your new favorite dish to make 

or even here your wedding or love song one last time 

they will never see the future you worked towards as a kid 

its ok though

there’s a reason 

a reason that person is gone 

they were needed 

needed by some one important 

the someone is 

GOD

he didn’t mean to cause so much heart ache 

but he needed help

the help from one person in particular 

that person is in a forever home 

watching over everything you do

they aren’t really gone 

the word gone is mis-used 

it’s not the right word

because that person isn’t gone 

 

 

By,

Morgan Boston 

 

 

 

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