To a friend now gone

The ears cocked


is it food

or just the passing of a human?

You were there everyday

you knew.

your eyes open to the peace

and the noise.

The din of everyday swirling around you.

Your ears perked to annouce

the arrival of an explosion.

A moment

shattering the air around you

An explosion

that filled the moment

and leaked into the next

and beyond.

You always knew.

You were always there.

I miss you old friend.

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Written by DocAndersen

I am a long time blogger and technology poster.I focus on what is possible, but I also try to see what is coming. In recent years I have been focused on sharing the memories of my family, as part of my Family History Project.


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