They come into our lives
Some out of the blue
But leave like a thunderbolt
Crowded rooms brighten
Make a house a home
More than a lifeline
North Stars who anchor us
Both wind and sails at times
All are irreplaceable when gone
Their loss world crashing
Far better with them near
A crushing void without
Words fail their importance
It’s soul weeping sorrow
That hurting, airless depth
…Death our greatest equalizer.
(c) 2024 The Eclectic SNOWber Productions
All rights reserved, the logo, scarfed, pipe-smoking polar bear, maps,
and images are all the works of the author.
No "AI" was used in the story conception!
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