I will miss
You the minute
No wait the
Second you’re gone
Is that what
The tree feels
At the end
Of fall or
The dog feels
As the school
Bus pulls away
How dark is
Dark when all
That remains is
But your memory
What do I
Do now with
Moonless nights absent
Of your glow
Close my eyes
I must and
Simply remember you
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 