gazing at a picture
taken years ago
you dancing in apron
a holiday meal
among family
many of whom
are gone like you
it’s hard
holding back tears
knowing never to see
you dancing again
or singing off-key
those Italian songs
echoing in a house
no longer mine
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A wonderful poem. My chapeau is doffed and my bow is deep.
Thank you, Jim. I bow back in acknowledgement.
That’s just one more of those ‘I wish I’d written that!’
Thank you, John.
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Thank you for reblogging my poem, Douglas.