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Not A Goodbye
My home without you
Is a world
Without the sun
Yet, you are there
In a subdued glow
Like the glow
Of a soft moon…
The garden
Tended and preened
With loving hands
For your return
From hospital
Seems to be brooding
For you
For a touch, a caress….
A pair of slippers
You had forgotten
In that rush
In the dead of the night
Seems to be waiting
For the warmth
Of your beloved feet….
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