I gaze at your picture
And yet once more
My heart breaks.
Such pains
You must have endured
Yet always serene
Before us all
How frightened
You must have felt
And yet
How outwardly calm.
A beacon for us
Lesser mortals.

He struggles I know
Yet he is steadfast
And steers the now lighter ship
With a delicacy
Which may even surprise him.
He is doing well.
They are doing well.
But how you are missed…

©Joe Wilson – Untitled…2017

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