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Writer's pictureMarieke de Koker

River

When I see him again

he is so familiar that it seems he never left

It was yesterday we said goodbye

not weeks ago


He is so part of me 

that I barely notice when he’s not around

Because I’m still seeing the world, thinking

these are the stories I will tell him

these are the places I will show him

Like a one man audience, my number one fan

he sits at the back of my lonely mind 

in the darkness 


Then time comes again 

to say goodbye 

Suddenly I realize his presence is overwhelming 

He is beautiful 

He is built of sunshine and smiles 

of a tender touch

and like a wave of clouds suddenly sweeping over the sky

I feel cold


© 2023 Marieke de Koker

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