Colin F. Jones
FAREWELL
Sometimes,
There is nothing to say.
It is a time to be silent.
He is no more,
We weep for his absence,
Which will not abandon our,
Minds and souls.
It does not
Empty the hollow,
Place of his presence.
He leaves without
Leaving;
Becoming part of us
Because he
Always was.
©Copyright May 7, 2005 by Colin F. Jones