As I
silently
place
you
at my
table.
On
the
left,
my
heart
side.
Where
you
always
sat.
A tear
fell
returning
to
another
place
and
time.
When
you
were
here
with
me.
Making
plans
for our
future.
A
future
not
meant
to be.
(C) copyright heather burns 2012
A beautiful and touching
A beautiful and touching poem.
poem
thanks for your nice comment. heather