Never Gone

Mourning the final loss
Afraid we may yet forget
The passing of another
Caught in memories net

Always there are reminders
Of what has gone before
So we dwell in the sadness
For those beyond the door

They will never return
After that one final day
They would want us to live
In every possible way

Stoic Poetry


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