Morning breeze
Kissed the cheek
Hoping to speak
To his barren spirit.
Breakfast calling
Coffee brewing
Everyone expecting
To see him beaming.
But he sat in bed
Stared empty instead
Heeded the clock
Hope no one knocks.
Just another day
Just like yesterday
Like the day before
He’ll pass once more.
about the rain 
Riveting poem! Thanks for sharing. I will follow your blog and return to read more, for sure.
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Thanks for the comment and follow. Sure, I will check that awesome blog of yours!
This is a powerful poem. I enjoyed it.
It means a lot to me that you enjoyed it. Thank you!