This poem is filled with longing and sweet memories.

…th of this road, I watch you, wondering
why I am not running downstairs to call your name out loud,
you were taken from me so suddenly, though you returned
but I am still at my window, watching, fearing that we are done.
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This poem is filled with longing and sweet memories.
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Written by Henya Drescher
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Psychological thrillers writer, wife, mother, weightlifter, gardener. Stolen Truth on Amazon.
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