Unfinished

 

( daily prompt: unfinished)

How is one to know when we have grown apart?

When the bell tolls,

It no longer ends on a chime, but a long dull resonance.

 

Seated side by side,

Our furry friends on each our side

Sophie and Pooch cuddled close,

We shared our truths.

 

Awaiting your arrival was not my strongest trait.

Minutes and seconds were dire moments of trust.

Pooch would be the first to announce your arrival.

Sophie kept secured, her niche on the sofa.

If we bypassed the sofa for the cozy nook,

Sophie would jump first to steal the spot.

 

One day you left.

No words spoken.

You never came back

Leaving me to grieve

Unfinished words, a silent dread.

 

How is one to know when we have grown apart?

When one has grown beyond,

Is it in the eyes?

Is it in the heart, or the spirit?

You never came back.

Hélène Vaillant ©Poetry

 

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