November 3, 2018

The world weeps for you today. Tiny droplets hang heavy from every dampened branch, barren in this cold lifeless season. Where did you go to anyway? Perhaps you're wrapped up now in the soft gray blanket of clouds overhead. Your laugh resounds in my mind, from times when you were better. 

In the Spring almost two decades ago we sat in smaller bodies beside one another. Butterflies were being released into the air to help us understand the loss of a friend, too young. I still don't understand.

So many of us are left behind now in an emptier space, watching as the sun sets on the brief day we all shared in your light.

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