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I Understand My Loss Carmela Saguar

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The Written Word

The Written Word

I see you in my reflection, two and and still consumed by innocence When she told you you cried like an adult

Even though you didn’t understand what you had lost “Can we just get a ladder and go get him?”

You would say with rose-colored glasses

You didn’t understand what you had lost “He’s gone.”

He can’t come back and soon we will all be dressed in black

But do you remember the day after he left when you were followed by that blue dragonfly, and could finally laugh, That was the part of him he left. His impression, The dragonfly effect.

You’ll blow on every dandelion you see, hoping, wishing, dreaming

He is just in the sky, so high and you can go get him, but you can’t, He’s gone.

I understand my loss.

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