WHAT I MISS MOST!

WHAT I MISS MOST!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9w2k5ltt8Lw

Sleep brings dreams; again I am at work.

Bells ring, people move, one of those -30C for no reason fire alarms.

Joyce is beside me running down the same escape.

I turn ask a question, she smiles and then dissipates into a wisp of smoke…

Wide awake, I am on the phone to a friend, they need our help.

Joyce, who is always so wise, would know what to say.

I actually turn towards her but that occupied space is empty, faded to gone…

Moving along, I speak aloud; would you look at that, did you see this, what do you think?

Again it is like speaking to the stars, as they scream out;

A Deafening, Silent, No More!

For from Joyce, any conversation is “What I Miss Most”.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4jjvbFiMbLI

By A Grieving
Richard Abbenbroek
Thinking, Breathing and Dreaming, Every Second of Joyce…