Finally, Broken, Silent

You’re gone and this is over
the end of a journey I never dreamed would end
with both of us still breathing

It’s deafening,
the loud quiet you left behind
and the spaces where your shoes
and your tools used to be
are filled now with tears
and a whole bunch of empty.

I found a fossil on the way up the walk
It was something you proudly found
on our land
and brought home for me
to smile on.

No more smiles for our finds
only fossils are left behind
witnessing this death
of being over


and now silent.

~ cj 2011.06.14

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