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White wall

July 29, 2010
By FanOfPoe BRONZE, Stringtown, Oklahoma
FanOfPoe BRONZE, Stringtown, Oklahoma
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I touch a white, solid wall
And I smile.
I hold your strong, dauntless hand.
See your fervent, set teeth
And I smile.


I touch a white, solid wall
And I laugh.
I hear your amiable, gentle voice.
See, in the cold, your steady breath
And I laugh.


I touch a white, solid wall
And I cry.
I see your expression less face.
Touch your cold, hard shell
And I cry.


I touch a white, solid wall.
And I ask.
I listen for your voice but silence.
I look at your chair but nothing there
And I ask. Why?


The author's comments:
This poem is dedicated to my Papa. Who, to me, was the strongest man to have walked this earth. He was not only my grandfather, but my friend. He taught me lessons no school, parent, or friend could teach. For that, I thank him. His last words to me were "see you later". So some day, I'll see you up there.

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