Empty Spots

I sit and stare
At that spot there
You sat with my...
Your little guy

And when I'm there
I look just where
You watched TV...
On the floor iced tea

And that place where
You could repair
Tools all around...
But now no sound

And if I dare
I look at where
Your life made mine...
Now empty.

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  1. Hugs and smooches for you, too.

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  2. OMGoodness, that made me cry. I could so envision it. I love you, Becky!

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  3. Wow.

    (There are no more words. This was incredible!)

    Thank you for your comments on my blog. They meant a lot to me.

    I am looking forward to sharing this journey together! I love your blog name and the artwork is gorgeous. How exciting to find other Christians who are daily writing for God. :)

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  4. I miss tripping over the iced tea. It is amazing how the things that annoyed me are the things that I miss the most like the bread crumbs. He never learned to use a plate for his morning toast so the counter would be full of crumbs and wherever he decided to eat the toast would be full of crumbs. It was a daily job to clean up the crumbs. Reminded me of Hansel and Gretel. I miss that too.

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