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Half empty cup

Chalk marks on pavement Silence and stillness, Echoes without voices House size with new reference. Cuddles in car doors, Kisses through air, Wander through vacuum, Sit alone in my chair. A mess of memories For me to tidy up. Toys, pictures, wrappers, A half empty cup. No more feeding today, No tucking-in tonight, No pausing in doorways, Making sure they sleep tight. Pick up clothes, pick up pieces, Clean the kitchen alone, Miss their voices, miss their faces, Till next they come home. David Higgins




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