About the Poem
Dealing with death is a hard thing, and only you know what you're going through.
|by Stef Knudsen|
|I quiver. I shiver.
They tell me the news.
I wonder why He chose you.
I walk the streets remembering you
No matter what they say,
it’s still the same.
Only you could fill the empty void
I know you’re okay and feel no pain,
But with each passing day
I say a prayer asking God to take care of you.
We miss you and love you.
In our hearts is where you’ll stay,
Until we meet again in Heaven someday.
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