It's a bit long and needs help in some areas. Ideas are greatly appreciated.
Intangible
I wish to write to you of your loss,
but I fear there are no words.
Your grieving has become a part of you,
And now you've taken to ignoring the day.
And happiness is intangible behind those croaching walls;
The undiscovered joys of abandoned rooms,
and times unspent.
You've tidyied up that last occasion, but left it as it was
in your mind,
the banners, streams-
And now the rug wears no stain,
but shadow and light,
and the beds have been neatly made.
And your world continues to fade,
behind the storms, the bleary pane
and dusty sill;
while they've longed to show you another day.
And words are lost, dear child,
lost among the draft that passes through,
the heaving past upon your lap,
and the way you've darkened the day.
Things should last forever, you used to say;
friendship, love, it is the way.
And a world that has been unfair and unkind with its deadlines and goodbyes,
has made you realize,
I always saw it in your eyes,
how they danced the music of another time;
the danger, the subdued cry;
memories were not meant to imprison.
My child, I choose not to stand in your way
and watch your world continue to fade;
I will not sully your memory
of the day.
Pain is necessaery, but should only last so long-
it is the fog that lines our windows,
until it is wiped away.
2007-12-29
08:58:13
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