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You only left a moment ago

Already I am missing you so.

You are such a treasure to me

It is hard to see you take leave.

I write this poem, hoping it will dry the tears

As I think back on all the previous years.

I wonder about your question before you left today.

In wrapping up details, was my real intent to delay?

Subconsciously, it’s probably true – you are correct.

As I bury myself in details, I disconnect.

My focus on things-to-do pushes emotion down.

Am I transparent or do you know me that well now?

I deeply hope your dreams take form and come to fruition

And that you are successful by your own definition.

Writing helps me work through all my distress,

But I love you more than words can express.