I longed for your presence
in my childhood.
You disappeared from our lives,
not a word spoken,
not an explanation given.
The voice over the phone
said : we found him.
Not a question asked,
not a doubt that we had time
to enjoy many more years together.
Although the sun was shining
in the the bright breezy day,
silence in my heart.
I laid flowers on your grave
on Father`s Day.
(written by Noris Cappellini D'Achille, London)
email: sori_leda@yahoo.co.uk
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