I miss you.

 Inbetween it seems to be, I miss you deeply with all disbelief. 

you've left my side, how can this be? When four years ago you stood tall next to me.

As the trees grow taller and nights get longer, I'll always miss you. 

So as you look down always know, I'm here thinking about you always.

For now I sit and wait till the day I can finally see your face again. 

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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