You were a simple being.
A humble creature.
Gridlocked in shadow.
Met with a still tongue and a quiet voice.
But, when it moved,
your words set my eyes on these constellations - to a place I cannot reach.
YOU ARE READING
When to Say Goodbye
PoetryThere is no timeline for grief and handling loss. This book has been written for that reason, and to show that every life is impressionable on another.
