They Miss You
there is always that feeling
of wanting to go
somewhere
rushing
*
only to be overtaken
by that feeling
of wanting to go back
again
to the same place where
you just left
a moment
ago
*
simply because
they miss you
& you miss them too
*
that is never a
matter that you
complicate
like some jigsaw
puzzle spread on
the table
&
you piece them
together looking
for your face and
the faces that
surround you in the
background of
everything
love and loving
loved & be
loved in return
bliss
& overjoy
are the hands
that now gather
the pieces
fit them together
with tenderness
until the picture is complete
all faces wearing
smiles telling you
welcome home honey
we always love you.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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