I want to write,
About the things that made me smile;
The sky that's always blue,
The trees with their flowers and leaves,
The smell of the rain-ladden wind.
I wish I could write,
about the timed you made me laugh,
the way your eyes dimmed,
and that silly little grin,
Accompanied by that mischievous wink.
I am trying to write,
But I find it had to do so,
Because you have gone too far,
Far away from me,
Leaving me alone in a lurch. 
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