No Words
/There are no words
on what you meant to me.
Your steady hand,
words of advice.
I have carried them with me for years.
I remember the coffees,
Listening to your stories
of where you came from.
The thoughts of today’s world.
Your celebrations and worries.
Even sitting in the quiet moments
said so much to me.
Now you are gone.
The chair beside me silent.
How my heart feels
now that you are not here.
There are no words.
By Andrew Scott
From: Canada
Website: https://www.andrewmscott.com/