Today makes it three,
Flashing lights and weeping babes,
Falling stars without graceful steps,
I miss you.
An emptiness engulfs my abode,
Vibrations fill the air,
Missing links on a rusted chain,
I miss you.
I remember that wicked grin,
I hear that name you call,
I see your fragile frame,
I miss you.
No visiting the dark areas,
No evening prattle,
No night-time chocolates or PM news,
I miss you.
My mind is fuddled with confusion,
My hands are shaking from inhibitions,
My feet are cold and weary,
I miss you.
They have all but left me,
But still your presence I feel,
Wandering the corridors at night,
I miss you.
Now I’m awake and wondering,
When will I see you again,
My mentor and my father,
I miss you so.
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