Marked by years That pass too soon Counted by heartbeats And measured by tears If I could If I held the power I would stall time So this day would never come Losing you Was hard Is hard Will always be hard Weeks Days Moments Breaths You are gone Sadness has taken your place Another year You are missed
Mi manchi, mia amata immortale.
Here is another shameful plug for my small book of poetry. All the proceeds from the sale of my book will be donated to Ovations for the Cure, a cancer awareness organization that helps women struggling with ovarian cancer. Please consider purchasing my book or at least making a donation directly to Ovations for the Cure. Your kindness won’t go unappreciated by the Universe, and me. Blessed be :}
Beautiful book of poetry. So sorry for your pain 😔