When I looked up at the sky tonight
I could see you waving down at me,
a star shining more brightly than all the rest.
Muted golds and shades of wonder,
I know you are there now,
walking with the Gods.
Your daughter’s heart is breaking,
and so mine breaks too.
I tell her you are near,
it eases her pain only a little.
Wrap yourself around her from the ether,
around all of your children,
for the hurt of your loss is deepening,
a cross none of them can bear.
Goodbye is not a word they want to say.
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