Goodbye, my sweet love.
Memories help me to cope.
Our reunion nears.
Written for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. The prompt called for a special kind of poem, a death poem, something I’ve never seen. I chose to write this for my beloeved son, Malcolm, whom I miss so much, even after 14 years.
Help from Heaven 
It never stops, the missing part. Sorry, Regina
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