-- Missed --

John Herlihy

You need to know that you are missed;

I remember the moment we last kissed.

A moment that may never happen again;

A moment that I often ask: Where, when.

Please do not fear that you are forgotten;

My longing only stirs memories begotten.

Our taste of summer in the ripened plum;

Our taste of winter in the pale, frigid sun.

Never again that feeling of lasting peace;

Never again dreams that will never cease.

How each minute held the life of an hour;

How each second promised infinite power.

The day will come when no longer missed;

Reunited with eternal love that will persist.

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(c) John Herlihy 2 October 2019