Grief
The priests words,
in the distance,
I hear him speak,
yet I wish not to.
My eyes glazed over,
slowly filling with tears,
I think of the memories,
we've had through the years.
I cannot fight,
the emotions do dwell,
I feel you are leaving me,
as my eyes start to swell.
I feel angry yet sad,
as the box disappears,
all around me is the family,
wiping their tears.
Your here yet your not,
I dont want you to go,
as I realise your gone,
I wish I knew you more so.
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