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Thinking of it,
That you have gone for some years now,
That your chapter has been closed
For that length of time,
Yet the thought of you lingers on and on
Marvels me.
Down memory lane from time to time
My thoughts keep on wandering.
Bringing in your reflection,
Ever so fresh and vivid.
That longing to sit beside you and listen,
As you unfold your past, and narrate
those ever familiar stories
Remain un-filled
Come to think of it,
When I feel like hugging you,
Playing and creating fun with you,
When I need to share my experiences,
Or desire a 'well done' and
"that's my boy" from you,
And I realize that you are not around
To utter those sweet words
and never will anymore,
my heart aches.
Writing this,
Helps me release my pent up feelings.
Your leaving at about the time
I needed you most,
Has created a great vacuum which seems
Almost impossible to be filled
I trust to see you again sometime, someday
But now you memory remains
fresh as ever.
