Well, you are gone
When I wished for it so long ago
I never thought it would happen.
I never meant for it.
Though I may have always acted
Otherwise
I really did love you.
Now, it’s empty here.
Not a sad empty
Just odd and open.
Like a wall stripped of photographs
Or a shelf missing the books
That we’d seen for all our lives.
Pictures that I wasn’t in.
Books I’d never read.
And now, just gone.
We laid you in the ground today.
I played “Lead, kindly light” for you,
But I didn’t do you or the music justice
Skipping half a line by accident.
But your old friends seemed to like it
As they reminisced about how they
Miss you too.